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Butchered bush
March 07, 2005
I started shaving my pubic hair completely when I was 18, and I went totally bare for years. About two years ago, a roommate cajoled me into trying waxing, which I maintained until I lost my full time job and couldn’t justify the expenditure. Then it was back to shaving, but I developed a different approach to it; I was less interested in being completely bare. My shaving routine doesn’t include a razor but actually an awesome pubic hair clipper that doesn’t give a totally close shave but also doesn’t give me razor burn looks just fine - except under the scrutiny of hot lights and a camera. When I do on camera stuff, I generally get waxed, but this always has its moments of disaster, like this afternoon.
As aforementioned, I’ve grown less interested in being totally bare, and usually let a fair amount of hair grow in between waxes or shaves, and for the last year or so I’ve been working it so I keep a fair amount of hair on top but like to have my labia and ass totally bare. What this means is that I want a pubic hairstyle that is something more than a bikini wax (which just removes hair that you’d see if I was wearing a bikini) and a brazilian (which is either totally bare or almost bare with a landing strip).
My attempt to explain this to my Russian waxer didn’t go too well. I explained what I wanted and then felt a little too much wax being slathered on, and sat up enough to point and say “No! no! no!” and although it wasn’t too late, I was ignored, and rip rip almost all gone. So as you can see, I have a weird and crooked clit tuft, which is neither bush nor landing strip. I went home feeling very sad and wishing that I had my pubes back. I know, I know, it’ll grow back. But it still makes me pretty sad.
P.S. - things are looking a little red and bumpy not just because the wax was done a few hours prior to the picture-taking, but also because I just got done whacking off. In my vulva’s unengorged state, you can see the bottom ball of my hood piercing, but when things get happy, everything puffs up. Although my new pubestyle is not happy, the inner workings of my cunt don’t know the difference.
Posted by Dacia at March 7, 2005 11:31 PM
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