Saturday Conversations 10/05/2012

Posted October 6, 2012 by Jen in Saturday Conversations Tags:

The Err of Hair

There are some realities that just don’t exist in the lives of romance characters in any sub-genre. Frankly, I’m jealous of them. They live in a wonderful world where no one has morning breath, fugly toe nails, gas, dark roots or split ends, and stubble burn is considered a good thing. Every time a hero impulsively gets up close and personal with our heroine, no one is left coughing up fur balls or cleaning out the drain in the shower. Since I was rude enough to bring it up, let’s talk hair and hair removal. There is a whole industry devoted to the removal of body hair and collectively we spend staggering amounts of money to rid ourselves of its odious presence. The Indian culture has even made it into an art form. My too-sensitive-for-waxing red-headed skin blesses Illa for learning the art of threading in her childhood. She keeps me from looking like Chewbacca, especially as I get older and my hormones don’t always know where the girl switch is.

Razors have improved tremendously even in the last twenty years. We now have five bladed pink wonders that have their own lubrication strips and theme songs. They also cost about $18 for refills. Dipilatory creams even come with a Rockette-worthy dance line.  Waxing, both home and professional, is a tried and true method that lasts a little longer than shaving, but it is painful. There’s no way around that—no matter how fast you rip off the cloth tapes. Especially in the bikini area. Relatively new on the market are home lasers. They are quite expensive ($300-$900), but they do work if you have the right color of hair (dark) and the right color of skin (light). The other catch is that the laser heads are small and it’s extremely time consuming. Less particular is the “No No”. It doesn’t care about what color your hair or skin is and also runs about $300.00. What I really want to know is who named this thing?? “NoNo” doesn’t sound confident to me. As a reader of romance novels, wouldn’t you rather buy a “Yes! YES!”? Both devices seem to have very mixed reviews.

The sad thing to me is that no product or process, including professional services, is permanent. Even if you have to do it or use it less often, you do have upkeep and this is how the industry continues to make a profit. So what works for you? What are your complaints?

And what about men?! I appreciate the masculine look of some hair on a muscley, gorgeous guy, but you also can’t deny the appeal of the smooth touch-me skin of a well man-scaped six pack. It was intentional that all of J.R. Ward’s vampires body hair-free.




Have you ever shaved a man? Demanded that he wax? Enquiring minds want to know…

6 responses to “Saturday Conversations 10/05/2012

  1. Hair removal. The woman’s everlasting foe. LOL!

    I was introduced to shaving as an idea but didn’t do it myself when I was a teen. I didn’t understand what my friends were talking about when they complained of “nicking their calf” while shaving in the shower.

    I’ve gotten older – much older – and tried a few things like shaving (didn’t like the nicks), Nair and Veet. I have found Veet to be my preferred hair removal product for my body parts below my neck. However, I still arch my brows with a brow razor. I fear the day is coming soon that I will have to go have my upper lip waxed because the idea of shaving off a peach-fuzz mustache just gives me the willies lol!

    I have yet to date a man who was so hairy that I demanded he shave or wax…but I don’t know what I’d do if I were in that position of dating Chewey’s second cousin.

  2. Like Nima, I have sensitive skin. If I got my brows waxed, I’d be hiding behind huge sunglasses in stores and spend the weeke d at home…after carefully scheduling the appointment for Friday evening or early Saturday morning. I was giddy the first time I had my brows threaded! Nima had been talking about this artform for ages…but I live in BFE… we dont get threading until it’s almost uncool.

    I have a friend who was embarassed to remove his shirt in public even tho he was of average build and had nothing of which he should be ashamed. Except for the fact that Smoky the Bear had nothing on him for fur… His wife got him a gift certificate for electolysis down the road from their house. The ‘fur’time sidnt bother her, but it undermined his confidence in himself. Mine Hellren doesnt have a lot of body hair… but does appropriately manage what he has. He required no instruction for that, either. I think that It’d be more of a turn-off if Chewie’s second cousin didnt realize he needed to tame the undergrowth or that he was being pet like a dog and needed to defur.

    Hairless hotties with naughty bodies? Eh. It’s ok. I see body hair as a sign of virility on a man, I guess… On a woman, yeah. Women have a double standard to uphold. Smooth and sleek are the societal expectation. I’m ok with that!

  3. B.

    Body hair. Grrrr. My skin’s fairly sensitive, too, so I’ve always avoided Nair and creams with chemicals to dissolve the hair from my body. That they even exist kind of creeps me out. But, I prefer one of those rotating tweezer disc medieval torture devices, which really isn’t so bad for the payoff of more time between removal).
    Meh. You get used to it.

    The Spouse isn’t very furry at all, so that’s not really something I think about much, either.

    The constant perfection of literary characters is astounding, though, when considered in such an all encompassing way. Darn them all!! The only time I’ve ever read about a woman even shaving is when the hero was helping her out by shaving her legs for her (and how smexy is THAT?!?! Good boy!!). Curse their perfect follicles.

    (Nice pix, Nima! The last one scared me, though!)

  4. B you’re right, the idea of a Daniel Craig type shaving my legs is totally hot…so long as you don’t stop to think about the free floating hair in the bath water. When put under the spotlight, pretty much everything to do with grooming is a libido killer. I am always mildly amused when authors do their best to write about it in a way that builds tension. Lora Leigh bravely took on the opposite tack and made her Breeds covered in a fine pelt that appeals to the sensuality of soft, fine fur. I recently read a book where the hero had a mink blanket on his bed. His lover was practically climaxing before he ever touched her while she rolled around and luxuriated on the fur. Why are Singh’s panthers and wolves sensual, but Smoky the Bear is rough and ultimately not sexy? It just reinforces the knokwlesge that I would rather live inside a book.