There’s not much that needs to be said about this, aside from the fact that someone should get Kristen Bell a trophy for Wife Of The Year.
The “Veronica Mars” star got VERY up close and personal with her husband Dax Shepard’s ass when he decided it should be shaved for a nude scene in “This Is Where I Leave You.” Hesitant to let a stranger see his “forest in the valley,” he put his wife up to the job, and she obliged. Dax explains to Conan O’Brien that not only did Kristen get all up in there with an electric razor, but she sang a little tune while she was at it like a real sport. Check out the video and try really hard to not get a visual of the scenario.
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 »
When I saw that today’s New York Times Style section has yet another article about the return of pubic hair, I sighed with annoyance. Must we? Again? Seriously, I do not really actually care what any of you do with your pubes. You do you, hairy or not. But there was one delightful tidbit that stuck out in the piece:
For the last six years, Alexis Steinman, 37, a costumer in Seattle, has been getting a wax of her own design, which she calls “the Alexis”: a full front and bare everywhere else. “I have been ridiculed by many waxers, but having no hair, you look like a stripper or a kid,” Ms. Steinman said. “Neither one of those things are what I’m aspiring as a woman to resemble.”
First of all, it takes a real special kind of asshole to “ridicule” a paying customer for how they want their damn pubic hair to look. Just be quiet and rip the hair out like I told you, okay? Anyway, I admire Steinmen’s decision to think outside the box when it comes to her box’s hair and was inspired to consider how a pubic hairstyle named after me might look. And I asked the rest of the The Frisky gals the same thing, using their answers to have a little stupid fun with Photoshop… Keep reading »
In “Here Comes Honey Boo Boo” land, mother/daughter bonding consists of teaching your daughter how to shave your face before painting up the old barn. Because hey, Alana might as well practice getting rid of “turkey neck” hair, which will be sprouting on her face soon enough. In a clip from tonight’s episode, we see Pumpkin wield a razor and shaving cream to help Mama June get beautimous for her big commitment ceremony to Sugar Bear. And in case you were wondering, there will be no biscuit waxing for the big day. June shaves everywhere, baby. I swear, I’m going on the June Thompson beauty plan where you fart to stay thin, wash your hair in the sink and become more beautimous by being happy. Preach!
I’ve already seen the photos of the big event and they are spectacular — there’s a bouncy house and camouflage cake! — so I’m looking forward to the televised version. [People via DListed]
Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. On her way to Coachella this weekend, Victoria’s Secret model Alessandra Ambrosio whipped out her electric razor and did little on-the-go grooming in her Escalade. Somehow, she managed to make shaving in public look classy. I’m going to remember this for the next time I’m running late and need to pull an Alessandra on the subway. [Moe Jackson] [Photos: INF Daily]