This is what my lower legs look like after 14 months of not being shaved:
Not that impressive. I want more leg hairs! :(
Oh, and I didn't shave my armpits either, but I haven't taken pictures of them ):
I don't let a lot of people who look at my legs (even before I stopped shaving them). My mom said, "Well. It could have been a tattoo." I don't think dad noticed at all. I have a brother who noticed I was wearing leggings in summer (this was normal for me to do anyways). My sister rolled her eyes a few times, but that didn't bother me much. To me, unshaved legs are comfortable, and for the most part my family doesn't care either way. But if I go out into public, I will always cover up (the same way I did when I was very unhappy about my weight) because I don't want to deal with criticism of others. On Christmas Eve last year I shaved them.This is what it looked like afterward:
My niece (who was spending the night) noticed:
My niece: "What happened????"
Me: "Oh, I just shaved my legs and accidentally cut myself."
She went to the kitchen and soaked a tissue in water, and used it to clean the wound.
Me: "Oh, thank you!"
My niece: "Now you can ask my dad."
Me: "Um...your dad's not here right now."
My niece: "Well, when he comes tomorrow, he can help you. He's really good at shaving."
Later, she saw the front of my leg, and repeated the cleansing of my wounds.
My niece: "Now, if you keep on shaving, it will give you more boo boos."
That is the reaction I couldn't have dared to hope for! No more shaving for me!
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