My epilator seemed a bit, well, out of salts if you know what I mean. Like it was getting a little slow.
So I went and bought a new one and put it on the shelf along with my make up, skin cream, tweezers, spare suspenders, perfume, silk gloves, half a bottle of vodka [for my screwdrivers] and a thing that I need batteries for. [Use your imagination on that one girls]
And guess what, the very next time I tried to use my epilator all it wanted to do was shine its little light. It was as dead as Saturdays roast chicken.
Imagine being hairy for the upcoming party!
Always be prepared girls.
SUZY