Unshorn, Unrepentant

My legs are healing. Itching and irritation are mostly gone. Leathery patches are fading back to healthy pink skin. Swelling and scabs from scratching are also mostly gone. No more stinging. No more strawberries. It still shocks me when I look down to see them unshaven for more than a week now. It’s still blonde…

Body Hair Updates

Remember my Word of the Year? Agrestal. Was it a prophecy or did I jinx myself? I’ve taken the week to process my legs in their ever-increasing agrestality. Agrestalness? Agrestalation? Agrestaliciousness? My legs are more agrestal each day. This sounds more elegant to me than hairy. I’ve become rather fascinated with the progress as the…

A Big Fat Hairy Deal

My aunt used that expression with aplomb. Something wasn’t just a big deal; it was a big fat hairy deal. She is going to lose her shit over this. I just spent half a day deliberately exposing myself to photos of women who do not shave their legs. Fat girls, skinny girls, young and old,…

What To Wear While Riding Dragons

Today I decided to play with a head wrap. I paired it with a long flowy dress and cardigan. I thought it was fabulous and sassy. I wore it to work. It does not violate the company dress code. The very first person I encountered at the office asked me if I was Muslim. I’m…

Back Underfoot

I spoke to someone wise and winsome over the weekend. She asked me about my plans. I have no plans. She asked me about my goals. I have no goals. To her credit she didn’t get frustrated with me. She pointed out that I have certain gifts. I agreed. She asked me how I would like…

Social Wellness–The Push

Once again, the Internet is full of this crap. Try to throw a rock and not hit someone pushing you. Just try.  From every angle, on every platform, every damn day, you will be pushed. Because in American culture we are never allowed to believe we are enough or we have enough or we do enough.  This anecdotal bullshit…

Cut, Color, Clarity, Carats, Practice

People say they can usually tell I don’t have children of my own when they hear me speak to other people’s children. I don’t switch conversational modes from Adult Mode to Child Mode when I interact with children. With the exception of dialing down the profanity, I speak to children the same way I speak…

Social Wellness–Exposing Our Lies On Pinterest

At the time of this writing, the following was pinned to over 9000 Pinterest boards. Then stop lying about it.  This is another one of those Internet-o-grams which sounds lovely and wistful at face value but actually compromises our ability to nurture each other. Social wellness is not a fairy tale. Like all other aspects…

The Wrong Kind of Feminist

It happened again. I didn’t keep my mouth shut. I have been kicked out of one of my previous girl clubs for suggesting that high heels are a form of social slavery. I also suggested that women should stop submitting to this slavery. I assumed the fresh application of ire circling the globe over the “dress…