there's something really satisfying in growing all of my body hair everywhere. I don't remember the last time I'd ever seen this much hair on me (though, I will admit been deakig with a curious and unfortunate hair fall from my head the last few weeks). Too bad I am going to be heading to a beachy destination soon... I don't think I can rock that with total DGAF attitude yet 😂

I remember landing in Portland, Oregon of all places 20 years ago now... As a 20 year old Eastern European at the time I distinctively remember the shock I experienced the first time I witnessed a woman rocking it all in public. I was riding in the Street Car in the pearl district and noticed the massively hairy legs peeking through the almost knee high boots of the woman that's came standing in front of me. I was seated she was standing. I then looked up and saw a giant bush proudly on display on her underarm as she held onto the rail above her head. 😂

but oh boy, am I just in quite the admiration of what I had forgotten are my quite the hairy legs, right now.

to be fair I was hanging out with hippies in NorCal for the last decade so now I am a lot more used to witnessing (plus ya know pdx grew on me) and be accepting of all that and bikini bushes poking out.

but hmmmm I just feel the world is a judgemental place outside of these hippy woods. smh

the things I am thinking as I start planning for another painful Brazilian wax I am not looking forward to scheduling, getting done and paying for.

these are the moments I maybe did wish I was a guy right now growing my beard like it's noones business. though hopefully I didn't end up coming with a massively hairy chest.

😆