In a few minutes, I will carefully shave, pluck, and tidy all my body hair— eyebrows, legs, armpits, crotch, belly, toes, and even (gasp!) breasts. Normal stuff; millions of American women perform these rituals religiously.
Next, I will take a deep breath and hide all my razors and tweezers. I won’t touch them again until March 1. That’s a little less normal.
For the month of February, I will not be shaving, plucking, sugaring, threading, or waxing my body hair. In case you’re wondering, a face is a body part; facial hair stays. That’s right, I will not be removing any body hair for a month.
1) Body hair is natural. We’re mammals, remember? I strongly resent this culture’s idea that women are either hairless or repulsive. Do these charts ring any mental bells o’ self-loathing?
2) I truly believe that we should frequently re-examine our habits, values, and beliefs. (Note to self: re-examine that belief.) I have been shaving and plucking myself regularly since 5th grade, and it’s high time to re-evaluate that habit.
3) Let’s face it; I’m a complete sucker for novelty. You too?
You’ll notice that I saved this project for the shortest month of the year, and sweater/snow pant season. This is to a) keep things easy and b) encourage maximum audience participation.
During this month of hairiness, I look forward to a lower water bill (from much shorter showers), more free time in the morning, and the rush of giddy pleasure that so often accompanies experimentation. This is a tiny, free, low-stakes adventure— come along!
Who’s up for 28 days razor-free? Does it sound easy as pie, or more like sheer torture?
Ladies and gentlemen, start your follicles.