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I showered twice within three hours.

That's what I get for actually leaving the house in July between the hours on noon and two pm.

There is a long summer ahead, as ever. I wonder if the mind forgets these things in order to protect us from the trauma that is June to October in this stinking country.

Regardless, I went out to keep my mother company at the mall, an open mall, so there was no air conditioning except inside the shops, which were pleasant respites.

I am, as ever, always a bit aware of what it means to be hairy in public.

I've been wearing tank tops almost exclusively for the past month, it's either that or expiring, but I have hairy underarms, so the first time I went to work in a tank top (we're very casual in our dress at the office, people come in flip flops, I draw the line at that, also they hurt my toes. Sandals though, haven't worn shoes in a while as well) I was a little apprehensive.

I mean, it's not like I thought someone would say anything, that's a very big faux pas no matter how you look at it, but you start wondering what other people are thinking.

Until you don't.

It becomes easy to just head out in a loose tank top and just feel the breeze under your arms.

My mother though, well, I love her little suggestions.

"Don't you think you'd be cooler if you shaved your armpits and legs."

"I'll consider it, if you suggest the same to dad and my brother."

"They're not girls!"

*sigh*

The whole trying to "shame" me into shaving again is a really odd tactic. I've done my unpacking, at first it was an experiment to see if I had the nerve now it's just the way I am. Wearing shorts that show my hairy shins, so what?! No one is actually going to say anything and even if they did, it's their problem.

My bff bought me a dress a few months ago, but it was still too chilly to wear casually. Tomorrow we're going to the pool and I'll wear it over my bikini and it'll be so much fun to frolic in the water.

The decision to be hairy is not one I took lightly.

The fact that it was a decision at all kind of gives the game away.

Date: 2012-07-06 12:43 pm (UTC)
lilacsigil: 12 Apostles rocks, text "Rock On" (12 Apostles)
From: [personal profile] lilacsigil
Hairy solidarity! Enjoy the pool!

Date: 2012-07-06 02:13 pm (UTC)
dorothean: detail of painting of Gandalf, Frodo, and Gimli at the Gates of Moria, trying to figure out how to open them (Default)
From: [personal profile] dorothean
I haven't shaved anywhere for ... three years now? And I've just got up the courage to wear actual shorts in public. I still haven't gone swimming at a pool. (Lakes and oceans, yes, though!)

I visited a friend at a commune a few months ago, where it seems that NONE of the women shave their legs. I was surprised by how good it felt not to be self-conscious about it at all. I borrowed a skirt from my friend and let the breeze blow on my legs all weekend.

Date: 2012-07-06 05:41 pm (UTC)
schemingreader: red-winged blackbird on a rush (red-winged blackbird)
From: [personal profile] schemingreader
I don't shave, but I'm not especially hairy and so it doesn't bug my mom. (When I was younger I used to covet luxuriant armpit hair, which I imagined was sexy and sophisticated. Now I realize that those are adjectives that should be applied best to hors d'ouvres instead of people.)

On the other hand, I've been a vegetarian or pesca-vegetarian for 25 years and my mom still periodically bugs me about not eating meat. So--I don't know. I think moms have a hard time letting go of the idea that they're supposed to continue to influence the most basic decisions about your physical autonomy, decades after you'd think they'd have been happy to cede that control to you. Other people, out in the world, have probably seen mammals before and will get over it.

Date: 2012-07-06 06:50 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] schemingreader
Oh, that's an excellent question. Right now, Kid A is still pretty young and I do feel a responsibility to make sure he eats well and sleeps. Sometimes I even pester him to go pee, already, and stop dancing. (I would really like to put an end to that dynamic SOON.) Parents do have to do that for a lot of childhood.

But I do trust him to know what he wants to eat of what's offered and to stop eating when he's full and so on. I encourage him to pick out his own clothing and ask him when he wants a haircut and whatever.

But he's lucky because, um, sexism. I mean, moms bug daughters more than sons, there's probably some kind of name for that particular piece of sexism. Though I'd vowed in advance of having a baby that I would let a girl do for herself in the same way, I don't have a girl. It's easier to be the conscious, feminist mom of a boy.

Also I don't see myself enforcing gender roles on him to that extent. If he, as a teen started to, say, wear makeup, I don't think I would pester him non-stop, inventing studies that suggest such and such a bad outcome, yelling, leaving unsubtle bottles of nail polish remover--which is what my mom would have done.

Date: 2012-07-06 08:15 pm (UTC)
dharma_slut: They call me Mister CottonTail (Default)
From: [personal profile] dharma_slut
ABout a thousand years ago, a young male friend had slid his hand up my slacks and was storking my shin. He said; "I love it when a girl shaves so smooth, no prickles."
I said "I don't shave at all, that's why no prickles," and pulled up my slacks lag to show my hairy shin.
The mixed group of men and women all stroked my leg, and a fairly serious discussion developed about how maybe the guys would like girls legs to feel soft and downy...
I like to think that maybe some of those guys developed a preference for girls au naturel.

Also, while not shaving your armpits, you can trim armpit hair. I do, once in a while. :)

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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