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i can be soft and hairy at the same time
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puedo ser suave y velluda al mismo tiempo
i can be soft and hairy at the same time
Leg Hair Liberation / One Week on Holidays with Furry Pins
I am hairy. Big time. It’s in my genes. I’m half Macedonian and my mother’s Scottish ancestry saw her growing a better goatee on her knee than her seventeen-year-old brother could grow on his face in a bet. The hair that grows on me is thick and dark and quite contrasting to my pale skin. I never had much issue with this as a child, but when my mother sat me on the veranda aged twelve and waxed my legs for the first time I learnt to believe hairy legs were something to be ashamed of.
Over the years I have come to accept and love my hairy armpits and monobrow, but feeling the freedom to let my leg hairs be seen wild and bushy is not quite something I have overcome socially, yet. I let my leg hair grow in the wintertime, cause seriously as if I could be bothered, and I have been able to produce a generous covering of thick dark and soft hair from toes to upper thigh. But then come springtime I’ve always taken myself to the salon to rid myself of my fur. One such time the trainer even noted to the student that was waxing me that she liked how you could see the difference in my freshly waxed “clean” legs compared to my hairy “dirty” legs. Which was very offensive, for obvious reasons.
This year I treated myself to a holiday in Far North Queensland to celebrate my birthday and the end of winter. By this point I had grown my leg hairs out to their full glory and thought it would be a perfect opportunity to do an experiment in radical self love and see what it would be like to get around with my hairy ass legs on display in hot pants and short skirts for five days in the tropics.
Before I went away I felt some very real anxiety. Wanting to pack a long skirt in case I felt too ashamed to have my legs out. I started rehearsing comebacks to the judgmental comments that I was sure that I was going to receive, from “Mind your own business” to “Because I do not feel shame about my body’s natural state”. So when I went to Cairns I didn’t cover my legs once and you know what? No one gave a single fuck. I did notice people staring at my legs momentarily before looking up at my face, and I did have paranoid thoughts of them talking about me when I was out of earshot. But no one treated me any differently, or made me feel uncomfortable. Although I admit this experiment seemed easier because I was in another city where I didn’t know anyone, but I realised that it was the silent judgement of strangers that I did really care about. My friends and lovers don’t give a shit and this experiment suggested that the general public didn’t either.
I do like the look and feel of my smooth hairless legs, shining bronze in the summer time. But when I end up with a five o’clock shadow after shaving and waxing is time consuming, expensive and painful I have to wonder why I actually feel like I need to do it. I believe the only reason that we’re conditioned to think hair free legs are more desirable is due to marketing and capitalism but really there is no reason why we can’t also see the beauty in furry pins. In fact I have had numerous compliments about my hairy legs, and I too think they look sexy in a way that is unique to smooth legs.
I’ve done a couple of photo shoots recently that I haven’t waxed my legs for and it has felt very liberating. Seeing myself as a beautiful womyn with dark fuzz noticeable from the knees down has opened my eyes to a different genre of feminine beauty. I do believe I will wax my legs again in the future sometime, because I have that choice if I desire it, but for now I might let these ladies see a bit more of the sunshine.
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Shaving is a choice, but has somehow become the norm. Whether or not I have hair on my legs shouldn’t affect social acceptability. Why should I pretend to be something I’m not? When societal standards are based on falsehood, things need to change.
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9 Reasons You Have To Stop Shaving Your Legs
Shaving is all about aesthetics. It’s become the norm to remove body hair, and smooth, hairless skin has become something people see as pleasing and beautiful. But there are drawbacks to this beauty ritual. I’m looking forward to the day that leaving your legs natural is seen as hip, but until then, that doesn’t mean we can’t go against societal norms. Hey, it’s almost No Shave November – why let guys have all the fun? Here are 9 reasons you have to stop shaving your legs (if you want to. If you don’t, it’s fine guys, but let’s consider our options, okay?).
So I was just taking a shower and thinking about beauty standards and realized that we as a society are so afraid of women’s body hair that we tell young girls to start shaving so early that they live their entire lives not knowing what their own body hair looks like. I was instructed to start shaving my armpits when I was eleven; I had maybe grown 4 or 5 singular hairs per pit by that time. I had no idea how much armpit hair I could grow, what it would feel like, or what color it really was until I was twenty. I went for nine whole years not knowing what a part of my own body looked like. How fucked up is that?
Don’t blame spciety for your choice. You could have said “Hey, I don’t want to shave right now” and forget about the armpit hair until you decided when you want to shave next. Don’t want to shave your legs because it’s winter? Fucking fine, don’t shave if you don’t want to. Wanna shave every day? Go for it. But don’t blame shit on society when you are too ignorant to realize that you have a choice.
You’re right, I did have a choice. I technically could have made that choice. What would have happened? My mom would have called me disgusting (which she did after I failed to shave my armpits for 4 days in a row, age 15). I would have been called an “ugly hairy Jew” by the other girls at my Catholic school (I’m Jewish, age 13 when a girl saw my pubic hair in the swimming pool locker room). I would have been told that my armpit hair was distracting, and that I need to either get rid of it or wear a shirt that hid it (my friend was told this by my highschool’s administration, age 16). I was almost barred from a family wedding by distant relatives who caught wind that I didn’t shave my pits. The other week a strange man I did not know called me a beast upon seeing my leg hair at the gym. Day in and day out women I have never met in my life tell me how hard it will be for me to “find a man when I look like bigfoot”.
I had a choice. And I made the choice to shave to save myself from all of the hostile, cruel, and intrusive comments I’ve had the pleasure of enduring for my entire life. And even when I did shave, the fact that my body could produce body hair was enough cause to say something to me.
You’re right, society hasn’t bound my wrists or replaced my hands with razors. But when you’re faced with shaving versus the alternative, sometimes it’s really fucking hard not to give in, even if you really don’t want to.
Oh and also fuck you.
Also, when it comes to shit like this, does an eleven year old really have a choice?
As cruel as it sounds, I was literally FORCED to wax my legs at a young age. I was 10. The horrible comments weren’t enough to make me do it but fearing your aggressive parents was. Not to mention being trapped in a fucking room with your mother refusing to let you go unless you get it done while screaming at you. It happened multiple times. I still refuse to forgive her because of it.
My step dad called me a disgusting pig when I was 13 for forgetting to shave my armpits for two days. We were on vacation. My mom laughed.
Not really a choice when a parents approval is super important to you at a young age
in elementary school people would pick on me for the hair on my ARMS
When I first started growing armpit hair I tried to play on the monkey bars at school and two other girls saw the bit of hair and started mocking me. One time in high school I was on the bus laying down in the seat and a girl noticed stubble on my armpit and said, very loudly so everyone could hear, YOU NEED TO SHAVE YOUR PITS GIRL. Once my ex and I were hanging out with our male friend (who was a very hairy man himself) and he saw some stubble on her leg because she hadn’t shaved in a couple days and freaked out, saying “ew Ew EWWW!!!” like he just saw her puking or something. When my ex (same one) found out my new girlfriend didn’t shave she mocked her for it (not to her face) and told her friends so they could bash her behind our backs. One of those friends later asked me “you still shave though, right?” and I lied and said yes because I just didn’t want to hear it anymore.
my mother literally cornered me in the shower and wouldn’t let me leave until I “let” her shave me.
I’d love to know what “choice” I had in that situation.
When I was 12 a boy in my class started pointing at my legs and arms calling me disgusting and asking me why I didn’t shave. I’ve had family members tell me I’m “deliberately trying to make yourself look disgusting” and that I’m “going too far” by not shaving. Last year I was at a party wearing a long skirt and some random dude I didn’t know lifted the hem of my skirt and when he saw my legs had *gasp* hair on them he reeled back with a look of revulsion and then went around saying “that gross bitch over there doesn’t even shave”
Not really much of a ~choice~
If this happens I suggest going around telling people this guy lifts strangers skirts. What is wrong with people like him?
Also I haven’t shaved in weeks I wish I was more comfortable doing this while wearing shorts outside in warmer weather :/
And men say “but men have to shave their facial hair TOO!” Like people don’t act all shocked and horrified when they see men with beards or body hair, like they do when they see women with body (or, of course, facial) hair.
When I was 12, I got teased for… basically not growing up fast enough. I didn’t wear a bra, didn’t do my hair in any fancy way, didn’t wear makeup, and didn’t shave. Until someone made fun of me for it. I didn’t want the negative attention anymore, so I asked my mom if she could buy me a razor so I could shave my legs. She seemed really confused that I wasn’t shaving already and had no problem giving me, a 12 year old, a razor. Not long after that I started shaving my pits and between my legs. I was afraid I would get into a situation where people might see my hair that isn’t on my head. I have been shaving for so long that I actually feel uncomfortable when I don’t shave for more than a few days. As for it being a choice, sure. It was my choice. I could’ve chosen to be picked on for having hair where all the prettier girls didn’t. I could’ve chosen that and have my own mother think I’m disgusting… But why the fuck would I want that? This IS society’s problem And it needs to change.
Good point. Girls shouldn’t HAVE to choose between shaving, and being made fun of for not shaving.
Otra vez, creo que la sociedad estadounidense esta mucho más enferma, en este asunto, que la Argentina. Acá la mirada ajena no suele ser tan reprimida reprobatoria y no condena por algo que es una elección. Debe ser el espíritu europeo que acepta a las mujeres con vello.
(vía https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=md2Vrm-c9uY)
(vía https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wilwf5JHGEg)