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TIFU by trying to remove the peach fuzz from my face

Not today, but yesterday I fucked up by trying to remove peach fuzz from my face. I'm a fair skinned girl who's never been able to wear foundation or concealer because of my peach fuzz. When it dries and gets stuck in them it looks so bad! I tried shaving, epilators, all that and none of it did a good enough job; I'd still end up with dried foundation in my peach hairs! After talking to my mom about it she suggested I try Nair, but the kind for your face. I didn't think that existed but when I went to the store the other day I saw some (marketed for sensitive skin btw) and picked up a bottle! Well, yesterday comes and I'm so excited to be a smooth skin girly, so I can beat my face to the gods, and I go ahead and read the instructions and put it ALLLLL over my face! (Bc the peach fuzz is legit everywhere) well I wait my 5 minutes and my cheeks are stinging and burning but I take it off with a wet cloth then rinse, and notice my cheeks are stinging REALLY bad. I take a closer look and my whole face is beet red, like a swollen tomato, and looking at my cheeks there are small spots where my skin was literally burned off. It burnt so bad, I had to put Vaseline and aloe on my face and a cold compress for like 3 hours. The redness went away but today I have wounds on the right side of my face that are going to scab and scar all because I wanted a smooth face. FML

TL;DR : Bought nair for your face without reading the reviews first, followed the instructions and gave myself a big chemical burn on my face

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