Though we are born hairless and enjoy this privilege without even knowing, puberty comes knocking and our body starts to change. We’re excited and anxious and then unfortunately become self aware and conscious about how people see us.
I do remember the numerous trials and errors that came with them. Don’t get me started with the cuts, razor bumps, ingrown hairs and that uncomfortable itchy sensation you get when the hair is growing back! It took me way too long to learn to shave against the direction my hair was growing after holding my razor under hot water to get the closest and safest shave. It was like this unspoken thing that I was still expected to know.
Now that I am older and have come into my own even more, I look back and say “screw that!” Shaving is a chore and waxing is painful! If I am going to put myself through that, it’s going to be because I want to! And if I honestly don’t want to, that’s okay too.
It’s such a double standard. Though beards are sexy (in my opinion), there’s still their arms, underarms, chests, and pubic hairs to be considered. There’s more places for body hair on men than there is body hair on women but because they don’t feel the societal pressure of putting a lid on it, to let it be is the popular choice.
As women we cannot continue to pick ourselves apart because it’s your body so it’s your choice. Nor should we talk down on each other because at the end of the day, we are all facing the same struggle of trying to raise of unrealistic societal standards of how we should look, feel and act every single day.