Pubes – A Feminist Issue

In the interests of full-disclosure I should begin by saying that I’ve recently spent months with absolutely no pubic hair whatsoever.

The waxing itself was not the ordeal I had thought it would be, 6 minutes of discomfort resulted in a very smooth pubis and an undeserved feeling of achievement.

When I was completely hairless from the neck down I somehow feel less exposed when naked, i felt cleaner, beach and sex-ready and more aerodynamic. Now though, the hair is growing back, and its thrown me into a pube-based dilemma.

To wax or not to wax?

Part of the issue is that no-one’s likely to see the area, aside from the waxer herself. I know from experience that my dry-spells are more epic-droughts. A man has never commented on my pubes -positively or negatively, and I wouldn’t avoid sex if I was unwaxed. If a guy ever asked me to wax I think I’d be offended. If I ever slept with a man who had been waxed I’d laugh.

When hairless I must admit I felt a bit pornified: Was I betraying the sisterhood? Was I infantalizing myself by publically mimicking a pre-pubescent girl? Hair removal is oddly charged with female self loathing and perpetuation of the patriarchy. (Grrr… Patriarchy!) Exposed hairy legs inspire revulsion, because leg shaving is a standard, are our labia heading in the same direction?

What do you think sluts? And how are your gashes groomed?

VIVA LA GASH!