One woman's Veet is another woman's vom - put that stinky crap near my legs and I'll run a mile (slowly, and out-of-breathedly, but I'll do it), though others reckon it's fine stuff now altogether.
I suspect they didn't have to sit on a 12 hour flight to Japan with post-Veet chemical burns on their legs, all the while composing increasingly vitriolic 'I hate Veet' posts* in their heads by way of revenge, but HOW AND EVER.
So that's me - what's your idea of product purgatory? Would you be godless without your GHD? Lost without lipgloss? Or is there just something you hate so much that being forced to use it would make your life a misery?
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*reading back on it now, I was remarkably restrained, I must say!
