Des chaussettes et des poils
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@ohouidespoils
Des chaussettes et des poils
Un jour on pourra porter ses poils comme on porte une jupe ou un pantalon. Certaines personnes pourront en porter tous les jours, d'autres jamais. Et si on a envie un jour de changer parce qu'on en a envie, les seules remarques qu'on aura c'est "Oh ils sont trop doux tes poils !"
Autoportrait. 28 juillet 2016.
Garter by JBC Lingerie Robe by GooLife Photo by Simon Russel
my legs october 2015
I quit shaving last June for good. In 2013 I used to go through periods of shaving/not shaving up until last summer, when I waxed my legs before going travelling in Europe. I stayed at a community where about fifteen stunning ladies lived and /nobody/ shaved or waxed, they were all hairy! I felt weirdly ashamed of my hairlessness and realized how conditioned I had been, to think that my beautiful natural body was ugly. How can it be masculine to be hairy when I am a woman and I grow hair?
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hairy man legs and emo toes
Great leggies !
As a child I was a tomboy always rough housing with my male cousins, playing with toys that should have been recalled and getting scratched up by playful kittens (cats were a stable house pet). Wearing anything but pants was never a thought… until puberty punched me in the hormones.
I wanted to wear cute dresses and shorts like the other young ladies, but there were two major problems: 1- It’s almost impossible for me to sit comfortably in a dress, as I’ve always been a legs open kind of girl. 2- I was too furry for a girl (according to common gender role brainwashing). By age twelve my arms had more hair in them than my father! I also needed to tweez my chin once a week by age sixteen..
When I was old enough (for my mother to allow me) to shave I found out that hair wasn’t the only thing stopping me from achieving my dress/shorts dreams. Oh no, turns out my past decisions were catching up to me.
Once the hair was gone my legs were covered in scars and tiny dark dots (where the hair grew out). I wanted to cry, probably did, thinking I’d never be able to be a ‘normal’ girl.
Flash forward to now. I identify as non binary, have been taking prescription testosterone for 7 months and I’m more furry than I’ve ever been. I don’t shave anymore during the winter (need that insulation, cause I’m always cold!) and when summer hits if I want to wear a dress I’ll throw on tights. I’m still trying to become more comfortable with my hairy legs, but I no longer stress about it.
Okay, I’ll stop rambling now.
Some of the photos from a recent photoshoot with my friend. There are many more, I may post them intermittently. :) I realize that I mix different pieces from different eras. 1940s hairstyle, 1950s dress, 1960s hat, etc. I mix what I like, that is the beauty of the era that we currently live in. :) Dress: Authentic handmade vintage, circa 1950s. Found at Playclothes of Burbank, CA Hat: Authentic vintage hat, circa 1950s/1960s. Found at Playclothes of Burbank, CA Nightgown: Authentic vintage, circa 1940s. Found at Playclothes of Burbank, CA Necklace: Authentic vintage, my great-grandmother’s. Petticoat: Malco Modes long chiffon. petticoat in pink. Purchased online.
I am a lady with hairy legs.
I have been pretty curvy for most of my life, particularly in my hips and legs. Therefore, I’ve always been pretty embarrassed of them. In the past year, I stopped shaving my legs because I felt that it was a waste of time for a silly double standard. This draws a lot of attention to a part of my body that I have never really loved very much. I have learned that part of the journey of loving and accepting my body is learning to love and accept the curvier and the hairier parts of it, and seeing them as beautiful. My legs are mine and they are beautiful.
Flowers 3, 2013
The newest saga of my body positivity and acceptance: loving my hair. I haven’t shaved my legs in about 2 months (I promise they look more impressive in person) and haven’t shaved my armpits in about a month and a half. :) I love not shaving.
Hairy legs and my sprout for anon
This guy on OKC thinks women are obligated to shave so this is how I responded to his shitty message.