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Waxing and Waning
I had my first waxing today. Yes, I know I am a bit behind the wave. It never seemed necessary, for so many reasons.
For one, the hair on my body is generally so light that I have to draw on eyebrows, and only need to shave my legs once a week or so. Less in winter. So adding in a summer bikini line shave hasn’t been a big deal.
For two, many men in my generation prefer hair. I haven’t made a survey as to why, but it may be based on the magazine models they honed their libidos on having had hair. It was rare to find a pruned garden then, much less a bare one.
For three, I don’t actually base my grooming decisions on what men want. Besides, younger men prefer shaved, or even Brazilian waxed. Since I never know what age person I will date next, if I were going to try to please men, I would have to shave only half my pudenda, and try to stand sideways naked until we were in bed. Who knows, that might even become a thing.
The true reasons I did it now was to feel younger, and to wear bathing suits without having to worry about shaving. A couple of days ago I went to the pool. As I looked down on my body, there were two long hairs in unflattering areas around my bathing suit. Oops. And in very recent years I have noticed I had hair growing in a place it had never grown before, which I assume has to do with waning hormones due to aging…
