Sunday, 4 April 2010

le chantage


this is the new word in my dictionary
le chantage.. i can only describe it as "blackmail".

yes blackmail, pourquoi blackmail?

well becaue i had to shave my lovely legs.
I had denied myself the pleasure of shaving my legs, always wearing trousers and tights, delibrately avoiding to be caught in this female pruning and preening thing...
but alas, it had to be done, no more fear of wearing skirts, no more, feeling of self consciousness at my unshaven legs, ( it will probably be replaced with a new self consciousness that i have man legs - unless i am wearing heels)

really, who ever invented shaving legs?

i am sure it was a woman with issues - because really, animals have hair, you dont see them shaving their hair?
men have hair you dont see them shaving their leg hairs? hm hm hm hm that is not a valid point, because i am not a man..

but really its tooo much hard work, shaving my legs... to much time wasted.... i could have cooked, read a book in the 5 mins it took me to apply the hair removal creme and lather it on my lovely legs and wait for the hairs to shrivle and die like a wilting flower...

yes my lovely hair on my legs wilted, i felt sorry for them..
i had kept them on over a year, i just refsed to shave them, because i could not be bothered with all this image of feminism that the media wants to shove down our throats.

who says that a wman with hair on her legs cannot be attractive or sexy , ( well if she is fully clothed, she is automatically attractive but its when she takes the clothes off that ehm ehm ehm, there may be some issues there) but really as long as the hair are not overly visible with brillo pad texture, does it really matter?

i am sad for the loss of my hair, but i must admit, i is one skexky legged babe...
so, skirts are back on the menu now... so is going swimming and going to the sauna...

to all those sisters who have not succumbed yes to the image machinery of what a woman ismeant to be like, - hold on strong..

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