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epitome of incomprehensibility A misspeak, but in thoughts: "I'm glad I don't have a face."

What I meant was a face with a beard.

Because shaving expectations are annoying for men as well as women. Still, in summer I keep shaving my legs and armpits, not all at once every day, but overall about twice a week.

It's not like with committee_of_one, where a feminine fashion expectation is physically more comfortable for me (I find it uncomfortable to jump or run much without a bra or something boob-supporting). But for shaving, if anything, removing hair is mildly uncomfortable as well as slow.

And it's not even because I find it looks better. More "feminine" because it emphasizes how women tend to have less body hair than men? That was the logic in some cultures pre-Gillette and etc., but again feminine doesn't = beautiful. Maybe I thought that when I was 14, wondering if I was strictly a lesbian, but now...

Now I think legs are usually good-looking because they're well constructed, and armpits just look goofy whatever you do to them. If hairy, they look sort of messy. If hairless, they look like the skin of a frozen chicken breast. I'm not denying this weirdly sweaty, stretchy skin is also functional - I'm just saying, affectionately, that it looks absurd.

Anyway, the embarrassing two reasons I shave in swimming season?

1) I want to blend in
and
2) I want to appear organized

...in which apparent neatness is an outgrowth of the mythical quality of "organization" that I often long for. But to shave is not to save time. It takes too long; I'm so slow at things. Partly because I clean out the razor with a pin so that it will last longer. I'm kind of annoyed when I use up more than one per season. Cleaning it is weirdly relaxing, as tiny tasks can be, but still...


Surfaces. Too many surfaces. I'm glad I don't have more than a few faces.
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