Archive for October, 2010

Peace in Shaved Legs

Well, I finally did it. I shaved my legs.

Okay, okay…I know to most of you this is old hat or no big deal, but it was a huge deal to me. Altering my appearance was a big cause for anxiety for my ex (with whom I still live, remember), so during the summer months especially, when shorts and trips to the oceanside were likely, I held off.

But the hair on my legs (and in fact everywhere else except my head) was causing *me* anxiety.  I hate my body and facial hair. I see it now and want it gone gone gone. With the onset of autumn in New England, and therefore long pants weather, I thought to myself, “Why not?”

So I took razor and shave gel in hand, and shaved my legs.  What a wonderful, freeing feeling, derived from a simple act!  So much more comfortable (despite razor burn on my inside thighs, which I hope will diminish over time), so much nicer in tights or under my silky slips, or even under my plain old skirts!

But it’s more than just a sensation thing.  Shaving my legs was an act of release for me.  As I ran that razor up my legs, I watched the hair fall away, and with it a tiny part of my masculine side, leaving just a bit more space for my authentic self.

It’s not the removal of the body hair that’s important. It’s the freeing of self that it represents. It’s the feeling of femininity that comes from it. I look at my legs now–nude or in pantyhose or tights–and see just a tiny bit of the real Catherine, who is still not free to be fully herself, but who has found a new way to celebrate who she is.

Every time I shave them now I feel tension leave.  I feel peace. I feel my inner girl stretch her wings–just a little, but it’s enough for now.

-Dianna Catherine Rose


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