Shave and a Haircut

Hello, my loves. I hope you all enjoyed your weekend.

Mine was enjoyable but I know this upcoming weekend will be both enjoyable and eventful for my trip!

Anyway, this past weekend, I picked up my daughter from her mother and her idiot of a current husband from a local Comic con event on Saturday. They set up a table every year to sell whatever stupid items she's currently peddling or he's trying to sell his 3D printer figurines. 

My daughter Willow also got in on the act this year as she made toys that she called "paper squishees." She cut up pieces of notebook paper, drew different characters or pictures on them, put some type of stuffing in between a couple of pages and fastened them together. I'm not sure how much she was charging for each one but she did make over $20 that day.

I walked around with Griffin and Willow for a bit to check out the different booths. I ended up buying the first volume collection of the Horace H Hoover comic book. I haven't had a chance to read it yet but it's a character with a vacuum on his head (get it? Hoover vacuum) and travels through time to fight different creatures and monsters. It has a wonderful pulp and scifi element to it and I just fell in love with the artwork. I'll have to review it for you all after I finish it. 🙂

After Willow and I left, we ran our usual errands plus stopped to buy some clothes for each of us at Walmart (they can be heartless and soulless to their employees but you just can't be their prices. Unfortunately).

The rest of Saturday, we just relaxed. Willow wanted to FaceTime with her friends and stepsister. I wanted to play Ghost of Yotei (really enjoying it so far, btw). So, that worked out.

Sunday, I got adventurous.

Since identifying as pansexual and genderfluid, I've thought about different ways in which I'd feel more feminine. Body hair removal was definitely near the top of the list, especially my legs.

However, I'd been so nervous about how much I'd have to remove and having sensitive skin (thanks dad), that I hadn't attempted to do so before.

That changed yesterday. After watching the early NFL games on Sunday afternoon, I proceeded to the bathroom area. I figured the shower was the best place to gather up the excess hair without making a major mess.

First, I did my standard shave job of my face: electric trimmer followed by my manual razor. I don't apply aftershave because I usually hop right into the shower after I'm done.

This time, while I did hop into the shower, I took my electric trimmer with me and didn't turn on the water at that point. I took the trimmer and moved up on my legs; from the bottom to the top; front and then back.

While the trimmer did struggle at certain spots due to the amount of hair, it stayed alive and I was able to handle the entirety of both legs. After taking a breather to clean up a little bit and to collect myself, I moved onto the next step.

I took a wet washcloth and ran it all up and down my legs. Just like how I dampen my face before I shave it.

I then went one area at a time as I applied the shaving cream and began working the manual razor over my legs. While I still ran it from bottom to top, this time I started with my thighs (front then back) before moving onto my shins and calves.

To limit how much water I used, I found an old basin and filled it up with warm water. As I used the razor, I would rinse off the excess shaving cream and hair in the basin.

After I finish with the manual razor, I emptied the basin and then took an actual shower to get fully clean.

Despite this being a first try, I felt that the results were pretty good. There were definitely areas that still have noticeable stubble, especially my thighs and the back of my legs, but nothing super egregious.

I also did nick myself pretty good in several spots. This was especially on my knees and down near my ankles. Now I know how all of those carrots and potatoes felt over the years whenever I'd peel them.

Still, I only needed one bandaid for any of the cuts, so I'm counting that as a victory.

After finishing in the shower, I applied lotion to every part of my face and legs. While I'll never be confused for a leg model, I did appreciate how silky smooth my legs felt after I applied the lotion.

Now, I did take a few pictures at the end but I'm not sure if I want to post them to Bluesky or not. That might be a little too revealing for me.

Still, I'm glad I got over my anxiety and just did it. My legs look and feel wonderful. Plus, I discovered that I have moles on my one leg that would form the Big Dipper if you connected them.

Does this mean I'm like Michael Myers with the Curse of Thorn?

Boy, I hope not.

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