.....'fuck you' to body shaming, and don't follow media or social "norms".
but if your pussy, legs, pits etc are a hairy mess, I won't be seeing you. Applauding your choice? Sure. Getting naked with you? No thank you.
In all fairness, I don't keep my own junk well trimmed for my own benefit. I was asked to by a civvie GF many, many years ago and I have done it out of consideration to the women I ask to put their mouths, lips, tongues etc "down there" I expect the same consideration from the women I see.
BTW, has anyone asked why "manscaping" has become so popular? and why aren't us guys complaining about "body shaming" where it comes to having hairy junk?
They pretty much remove their body hair. I am not a fan of hair unless it is on the head. And I do not think body hair defines masculinity, I think it is unnecessary since we all wear clothing and I really wish all men shaved their armpits....there is a reason why mens deodorant is so much stronger then womens.
staring up into hirsute nostrils?
I personally only ladyscape my pussy because I like it nice and tidy for easy access for the ladies. I have very little hair on my underarms or legs, and the hair that is there is very thin and blond and almost invisible to the naked eye so I don't bother with it. I would never kick a hairy gal out of bed, nor not book a session if she preferred to remain au-natural. But to each their own.
The media has been dominated by liberals for decades and they were/are the ones fat shaming and making "heroin chic" become fashionable, causing how many girls bulimia and anorexic problems.
What Lopaw describes isn't a political issue as the problem crosses ideaology.
It's why some here haven't even started. LOL
Why did the media begin their assault on women's bodily hair?
Was King Gillette behind this maybe to sell more razors?
And why the focus only on underarm hair? Maybe sleeveless dresses have some bearing on that, but not on leg or pubic hair certainly.
Inquiring minds need to know
I started shaving my body hair when I was about 13 years old. I went to a private Christian school almost exclusively with white blonde kids, and gym class was an embarrassing time for me, being that I am half Indian and out of all the girls in my class, only I had thick dark body hair. The girls in my class didn't understand why I wasn't more shamed of my body hair and they would regularly compare their thin blonde body hair to my thick dark hair and ask me why I didn't shave. I wasn't allowed a lot of TV so I didn't catch the body shaming ads from there, but it didn't matter because my peers certainly transferred the body shaming to me on their own. I didn't know why I should be ashamed of my body hair- just that it was yet another reason for the girls in my class to bully me. When I went home and asked to shart shaving, my mother was horrified and wouldn't let me anywhere near a razor, claiming I was too young and would cut myself. I begged and begged and finally when we went to India that summer, my mother let me wax, which she considered more appropriate for a 13 yr old than shaving (idk I guess it's a cultural thing). My cousins around my same age in India were pretty obsessed with removing their body hair too. So that summer I borrowed razors from my female cousins and kept up with the shaving (mostly just my legs at that point). Insisting upon shaving was an important aspect of my rebellion and coming of age as I hit puberty and started to transition into a young woman. I didn't know why it was important- but the girls I went to school with made sure I KNEW I would never look "normal" like them unless I did shave.
Since I associated a shaved body with "true" womanhood, as I grew older I would always shave when I was pursuing casual sex with men. I got to the point in my mid-late teens where I knew that there was nothing wrong with my natural body hair, but shaving still seemed necessary in a world where young women are constantly bombarded with messages about how hairy women are disgusting. At the very least, I figured that the men I was flirting with would feel that way even if I didn't personally have a problem with my own body hair. But most of the reinforcement of this idea came from the girls I grew up around. Back then I was pretty much shaving if I expected to get laid and not shaving if I wasn't expecting to get laid- more a practical matter than anything else. One time just for fun I rebelled against the shaved standards of beauty just for the heck of it- I stopped shaving my legs and everything else for a couple months and since we were required to wear skirts that meant everyone could see it! Everyone made fun of me until they got bored of it. One of the boys thought it was funny to mimic me in an opposite sort of way by shaving his body all over. I don't think he appreciated the itchiness that ensued. I personally found that I was taking back my power around my body and had no problem with the way my body felt with hair. But chasing boys and getting laid was more important to me, so after a couple months of that I focused my attention on getting laid and would shave before I went to bars to pick up older men...
Fast forward to a few years later- I'm living in the woods with hippies. I'd already become a sex worker and made the same assumption that I'd made in high school- that men prefer shaved women, especially in the mainstream. Obviously the hippie guys and girls loved body hair and kept all of theirs, but let's face it, hippies are usually broke and weren't paying my bills. By this point, it wasn't peer pressure that kept me shaving but rather my false perception that over 95% of men would only be attracted to hairless women. This was most definitely a media-driven perception. There are no hairy women in mainstream modeling, advertising, etc. Not to mention when I was first becoming a sex worker I researched to high hell and back and didn't see any successful escorts who kept their body hair. So I just figured... If I wanted to be successful, I had to shave. And that was that. Being a hippie woodsy girl at the time, I didn't need much money so I would let me hair grow wild for 3-4 months until I ran out of money, then shave it all off, spend a few weekends in Baltimore working on Backpage and then head back to the woods once I'd amassed a few grand that I could live off of until the next round. My hippie girlfriends were all so curious about what it was like to be an escort. I used to tell them that te worst part was the shaving. After all, sex with older men was my preference so that part was no big deal. It was only the shaving that I hated. We would all go skinny dipping in the woods and all my girlfriends would enjoy showing off their body hair. I was the only one who was shaved- and it seemed almost tragic because I knew my body hair was the thickest and darkest of all if only I didn't have to shave it all off every few months for work. I was torn between my love of escorting and my love of my body hair for several years, thinking they were incompatible enjoyments.
Although I was a bit afraid of being labeled a freakshow, when I finally left the woods and moved to NYC, I started thinking about how much I enjoyed escorting and how I wanted to make it more sustainable for me. And the truth is, the shaving WAS the worst part. I didn't like looking down at my pubic region and feeling like a little girl after becoming friends with so many women who openly kept their gorgeous body hair. And I really felt like my body hair was the most gorgeous of all! I wondered if escorting with body hair would mean that I would only appeal to extreme niche fetish clients. I knew blonde girls who escorted with body hair but you couldn't even really notice it in photos or from a distance. I knew from life experience that my body hair would certainly be more controversial than a blonde girl's body hair, particularly because it's so much thicker and more noticeable. But I figured if there was any place to experiment with trying something new, it was NYC. So I did.
Would I go back to shaving? Not for anything less than $200,000, as I've jokingly responded to silly inquiries from what I can only imagine are incredulous gentlemen. If anything I'd like to see a mainstream fashion magazine featuring hairy women alongside shaved ones- because the media could honestly use a little diversification in how it represents women's bodies. My success with my career and my bottom line are hard evidence that tons of men enjoy women with body hair. Why our media doesn't reflect that, I still don't understand. But it certainly has been eye opening to make my living as an underground icon for hairy women. I'm always encouraging more women to try going all-natural: after all, I can barely keep up with the demand for my own company, and I prefer gentlemen who book me for my personality or specialized skills rather than exclusively for my body hair. To the point where if I can tell that's the only reason a gentleman is interested, I'll probably turn him down or refer him to another girlfriend with body hair.
It does take a certain type of woman with a lot of confidence in her own beauty to go against the mainstream and keep her natural body hair these days. In my personal life, I do fuck women, and pretty much all of them have body hair. 
Personally, I grew up before shaving was commonplace and I am THRILLED that most women shave.
Far be it for me to tell you how to live, but unless it's a choice between no pussy and a hairy pussy, I will pass on women who are overly hirsute. That said, I fully support your right to grow your body hair as long as you want to.
There are a lot of battles worth fighting in life. I don't choose to manscape for my own personal reasons, I manscape because most of my sexual partners prefer it. I ask no less from the women I sleep with.
My two favorites (both East Asian, so there wasn't a lot of hair to begin with) are both laser-ed into permanent hairlessness down there. With one of them, I tried to talk her out of it. However, it is her body, and that is what she wanted. I love the way they both look down there even if it wouldn't have been my first choice. However, I sometime feel a bit like a pedophile with the age difference, the fact that both are East Asian and look much younger than they really are, and the hairlessness.
You are quite the compelling writer, a skill that I highly value.
Thank you for fleshing out your journey, and thank you for all you have brought to me
Zoey, you're quite inspiring. I know this is off the subject of the thread, but I would like to know more about how the religious indoctrination affected your sexuality. As a former christian who is now an atheist, I have my own back story on that, and am naturally curious as to how it affected others.
What do you guys think... Maybe a new trend in manscaping? Who needs a tattoo when you can just go get a fancy back shave?
When I was a young lad in the Second World War, razor blades were scarce because of the war effort. I remember hairy legs, arm pits and I suppose pussies. Didn't see those except my mother's. Pic NOT my mom.
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Have you read "The Fourth Vertebra"
you would enjoy it tremendously and some of you would find answers as well..
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