If there are rules, I tend not to follow them – not unless someone can give me a pretty good reason for that rule to be there. So when it comes to body hair, and society’s rules? I stick my tongue out at them! I have wild bush and silky pits, and I love them like that.
This month, though, I challenged myself – because one of the few areas of my body that I don’t adore is my chinny-chin-chin, and the ever-appearing hairs. So I’ve been ignoring the tweezers and letting them grow, and grow, and grow. (And as a bonus, I let my leg hair go free as well – well, why not?)
You know what? It’s not bad!
Photographed by Hylas – and doesn’t he have the best view from that balcony!