Yeah, I know that #notallmen are dum-dums about the way that female bodies and brains work, but I can produce evidence from the Internet and my inbox that enough are to merit some clarification. Seriously, some of the things humans with penises say about humans with vaginas are mystifying, especially when it appears that the Penis Humans don’t think that Vagina Humans are of the same species and therefore have an entirely different set of elements governing the way our bodies work.
I’m not saying this stuff to pick on guys. I’m just saying it to express my bafflement. If a vocal group of ladies were saying on a consistent basis, “Isn’t it so weird that guys have hair all over their bodies?” y’all would be pretty baffled by that sentiment too. Without further ado… Keep reading »
It’s weird, how we gender inanimate objects, isn’t it? I always felt like masculinity got all the good stuff — ties and tie bars, motorcycle boots, cufflinks, cars, fountain pens, leather chairs, horses, weapons, tools, whiskey, loafers, barware. I mean sure, I enjoyed my dress-up costumes, makeup, kitchen tools, and art supplies, but it all just lacks a certain ruggedness.
I started to get really fed up with the whole concept of “this is for boys, that’s for girls,” though, when I got to thinking about my razor a few years ago. I’ve been conditioned to shave my legs and armpits every gall-derned day of my life. Most of the guys I know shave their faces once maybe every two or three days. And yet ladies do not exactly get the cream of the shaving-supply crop: We get frilly, oil-infused, pink, plastic razors with five poorly-made, cheap-quality blades that cost $3 per cartridge on average, and that’s pretty much the one and only option we’re presented. Razors are supposed to last for about 10 days, so we’re talking about Gillette wanting you to fork over $100 a year for the privilege of using their cheap plastic cartridges. Keep reading »
Listen, it’s not new for companies that make hair removal products and tools to focus their messaging on how “gross” body hair is, in particular on a woman. I don’t think I’ve ever met a hair removal ad that made me feel great or even neutral about my body hair. But these new ads from Veet are lame on a whole other level, as they try to make the case that somehow body hair on a woman is not normal or natural and that if you have it, you are a … wait for it … MANNNNNNNN. There are a few versions of the ad (see more after the jump) all of which basically make clear — in a lighthearted, silly way, don’t take it so seriously, you fucking hairy feminist — that even the tiniest bit of body hair, hair that has emerged since you shaved yesterday, means you look like a gross, brutish man and you should be embarrassed for anyone to see you in such a state of un-groomed nastiness. (Which is why you need Veet, duh.) Well, I have a fuckload of stubble on my legs, I do not know what’s happening with my arm pit situation, my bush will do what it wants, and none of these things have anything to do with my femininity or perceived femininity, so please shove off, Veet. [via Jezebel] Keep reading »
OH MY GOD CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! The Material Girl, Madge, Esther, MADONNA has haaaaaair in her armpits and she’s not ashamed! The most interesting thing to me about this photo is just how blonde Madonna’s pit hair is. If I grew mine out this long, I think it would be really pretty dark. Does that mean Madonna’s more of a natural blonde than I am? [Instagram]
See those dark, hairy gams and the suspiciously smooth feet attached to them? If a recent wave of internet stories are to be believed, those furry legs are actually a pair of stockings marketed to young women in China as an “anti-pervert” device. Some news outlets are reporting that the hairy stockings aren’t just a fashion statement — they also “send electric shocks to an attacker and GPS locator coordinates to the woman’s family and friends.” That sounds a bit far-fetched to me, but hey, stranger things have happened. [Social News Daily]
Was anyone else really competitive about hitting puberty? When the other girls in my 6th grade class started wearing bras, I begged my mom to buy me one even though I had nothin’ but beestings. And when I was one of the first to get my period, I felt like the Queen of some really cool club. And pubic hair? You’d better believe my best friend and I compared our down there hair growth when we were supposed to be doing homework. Ahh, how clearly we understood the significance — pubic hair was among the first signs that we were becoming women. But how little we knew about its potential to be high maintenance. In the years since I got my first little thatch, pubic hair grooming has become a major industry. You can let it grow wild, you can trim it, you can shave it, you can wax it, hell, you can slap a bedazzled bird on it. In fact, how you groom your pubes says a lot about you*, like… Keep reading »