My Eighty-Fifth Blog Post Ever...Happy to be Blond

Although my "about me" photo doesn't show it, I am a natural blond.
When I was a child, I was a full on toe head.

Now I'm a dirty blond ;).

Blonds get a bad rap.
We're supposedly stupid bimbos who are only interested in fun.

But, there are some perks to being a blond...for me anyway.

See, not only am I blond, but I am VERY hairy.
Yes...I just admitted that I am a hairy beast.
I am thankful that my hair is blond....at least it's a little less noticeable.

I was eleven years old when I was first allowed to shave my legs. I remember it well. My mom would allow me to use only an electric razor, so I wouldn't cut myself. She also allowed me to shave only from my ankle to my knee.

Yep...I couldn't shave above the knee. Mom always said that when I started having sex,  I wouldn't want someone touching my leg and feeling stubble...as if feeling an ape leg would be any better.

That first time shaving, I clogged the razor....after one leg.

The older I get, the worse my hairy curse gets. I have hair popping up in places I never even knew hair could live in. Up until now, my choice for my method of hair removal has been tweezers....however, as the situation becomes more severe, I'm realizing I need to bring in the big guns.

This is where YOU, my faithful reader, come in.
HELP....share with me what methods you use to get your skin soft and stubble free.
Waxing? Lasers? Fire? I'll try anything!

Oh...and don't worry...we don't need to know that you have more body hair than Rapunzel ever dreamed of having on her head. Feel free to post anonymously!