![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7via http://ift.tt/24yFyaE:
Yes! I’m answering this one publicly because I’ve gotten a few more asks/chats about this, I hope you don’t mind, tell me if you do.
It’s the texture that I notice, and so I pull at them if I can feel them. Most of the hair is fuzz and doesn’t bother me, like it is on my arms or chest.
This morning i have a ton of hair left, I should take a picture, but none of it really bothers me because it’s fuzz. What bothers me is the wiry hairs. I’m not even that worried that people can see them– well, I’m a little worried; I’m not a Young Hot Thing, but I know if you’re too non-conforming in ways like that, people mess with you. It takes a whole lot of energy and courage I don’t have to vary your appearance to the extent of nonconforming in certain Unacceptable Ways. You know?
And talking about it– well, I’m getting more asks and chats and stuff from this post than from any of the posts where I was like someone talk to meeee because this is clearly something that basically everyone female-presenting thinks about on some level, but we don’t talk about. We all have feelings about it, but even the most liberated of us basically don’t talk about it and wouldn’t seriously consider rebelling against it. (Those who do: more power to you.)
I once for a very careless Halloween costume gave myself a moustache and went as a Bearded Lady, but I didn’t glue on a moustache, I just used eyebrow pencil and mascara the way I do to make it look like i have eyebrows, using the existing hair on my face (and then I drew curlicues on the edges with eyebrow pencil), and people mostly thought it was funny but a lot of them kind of– reacted like I was giving away some kind of secret. I figured it wasn’t secret that I had a semi-invisible blonde moustache! I felt like a dick afterward, though, because I figured out– those were the women with dark hair who had to work hard to remove it or alter it, and I was kind of rubbing it in their faces that I didn’t, at that time, particularly have to. Or maybe they figured I was expressing solidarity? I meant to be. I hadn’t really thought about it. I was so fucked-up at that point in my life, and everyone was nice about it because that was a good group of friends, but that’s definitely what it was.
I confused some dudes pretty good though.
Yes! I’m answering this one publicly because I’ve gotten a few more asks/chats about this, I hope you don’t mind, tell me if you do.
It’s the texture that I notice, and so I pull at them if I can feel them. Most of the hair is fuzz and doesn’t bother me, like it is on my arms or chest.
This morning i have a ton of hair left, I should take a picture, but none of it really bothers me because it’s fuzz. What bothers me is the wiry hairs. I’m not even that worried that people can see them– well, I’m a little worried; I’m not a Young Hot Thing, but I know if you’re too non-conforming in ways like that, people mess with you. It takes a whole lot of energy and courage I don’t have to vary your appearance to the extent of nonconforming in certain Unacceptable Ways. You know?
And talking about it– well, I’m getting more asks and chats and stuff from this post than from any of the posts where I was like someone talk to meeee because this is clearly something that basically everyone female-presenting thinks about on some level, but we don’t talk about. We all have feelings about it, but even the most liberated of us basically don’t talk about it and wouldn’t seriously consider rebelling against it. (Those who do: more power to you.)
I once for a very careless Halloween costume gave myself a moustache and went as a Bearded Lady, but I didn’t glue on a moustache, I just used eyebrow pencil and mascara the way I do to make it look like i have eyebrows, using the existing hair on my face (and then I drew curlicues on the edges with eyebrow pencil), and people mostly thought it was funny but a lot of them kind of– reacted like I was giving away some kind of secret. I figured it wasn’t secret that I had a semi-invisible blonde moustache! I felt like a dick afterward, though, because I figured out– those were the women with dark hair who had to work hard to remove it or alter it, and I was kind of rubbing it in their faces that I didn’t, at that time, particularly have to. Or maybe they figured I was expressing solidarity? I meant to be. I hadn’t really thought about it. I was so fucked-up at that point in my life, and everyone was nice about it because that was a good group of friends, but that’s definitely what it was.
I confused some dudes pretty good though.
