A Hairy Tale...

I haven't shaved my legs or underarms in six years.  Before you begin thinking that I must, by now, resemble some kind of hybrid woman/monkey I'll clarify.  Since just before I got married I decided that waxing was the way to go.  So, once a month I would go to my local beauty parlour (it's a small town, it really is a parlour, not a salon) and fork out nigh on £40 to get my legs and underarms waxed and my eyebrows waxed/plucked/threaded (depended on mood/therapist).  Then I got pregnant and went on maternity leave and suddenly £40 a month was a lot of money to spend on a 'non-essential'.  In some ways I felt quite relieved - although I quite enjoyed the hour of 'me time' I was finding it increasingly difficult to spare the time and the guilt and worry I felt about leaving the monkey princess with someone while I lay back and got beautified negated the positive me-time vibe.  The problem was, I suddenly had to find a way of removing that excess hair, something I hadn't had to think about in a long time.  I like waxing.  I don't find it particularly painful and I like that re-growth is soft and reduces over time, but there was no way I was going to self-wax.  I thought about (and indeed tried a couple of times) depilatory cream.  Smelly, messy and just not much fun.  I ended up back with shaving, which I had dismissed out of hand to begin with as I used to just HATE shaving.  Regrowth is stubbly and (for me at least) pretty quick.  I was never very good at shaving either and always sported nicks and scabs, so it was with a due sense of trepidation that I ventured to my local pharmacy to buy the necessary.  I was first of all surprised by how 'feminine' all the products were.  There didn't seem to be the pastel disposable bics that I used to get, so I had to investigate the more 'luxury' end of the market.  I plumped for Venus with Olay (I know Olay is good so figured this was as good a decision as any).  It even came with a little sucker attachment for you to hang up in the shower - brilliant!  This morning was the moment of truth...I panicked a little when I realised I had forgotten to get any sort of shaving cream and was weighing up my soap options, but when I read the packaging it said I wouldn't need a separate shaving cream.  Hmmm, thought I.  This is going to be interesting... Then I shaved.  And my God, were my eyes opened.  What a truly amazing advance has been made in women's razors since I last shaved!  It was smooth and gentle; no rasping, no nicks, and it was quick!  I seem to remember scraping away at my legs and underarms for hours!  Why had no-one told me?  All that wasted money :(

So, in conclusion, I am currently a shaving convert.  Let's just see how the re-growth treats me...