I like to think I have a relatively high pain tolerance, particularly when it comes to hair removal. Over the years, I’ve endured countless physically and mentally challenging bikini waxes, I’ve plucked my eyebrows until tears involuntarily sprung from my eyeballs, and my hair follicles have been literally zapped into oblivion via laser hair removal. It all hurt, sure, but none elicited more than a flinch out of me.