Upcoming Contest and ...Manscaping....huh?

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers and happy first day of fall 2012!

Today in The Locker we are gonna talk about something rather personal. But, first a word from our sponsors. The first weekend of October, the 5th through the 7th, my publisher, Secret Cravings Publishing will host a Where in the World are SCP Authors blog hop contest. Lots of prizes and fun for YOU. So, please make sure to come back for details on how to win.


Now, (cue mood lighting and cheesy 70's elevator/porn movie music) let's get personal on the couch with a candid discussion of...hair-to remove or not to remove. For men the term is "manscaping". Ladies, I know we've endured razor burn, ingrown hair, and the dreaded "grow-in" itch for years. I bought more Lanacaine during my quest to stay smooth than I care to admit. Raise your hand and give me a nod if you get my perspective. I felt like investing in sandpaper to get some heavy duty scratching relief.

Guys, you gym rat, muscle bound types may have had baby smooth skin for years and probably required a heckuva lot more shaving cream than us females. But, now, manscaping has become an interest to the everyday average mountain man:



(Even though this mountain man is a pretty good looking guy, don't you think? I think he was going for the burly, thoughtful pose here.)


But, facial hair is just the tip of the follicle-berg.

We are going a bit further south for our discussion.

How about a little history? What is the purpose of body hair, specifically pubic hair?  According to:

  What Is the Function of Pubic Hair? | eHow.com http://www.ehow.com/facts_5633029_function-pubic-hair_.html#ixzz27Dem81GX

"No one knows for certain the purpose of pubic hair. Some say that we have pubic hair for physical attraction. However, doctors say it's probably there to help catch and spread the scents a person's body gives off---called pheromones and glandular secretions---which are powerful aphrodisiacs. These scents are one thing people pick up on when they become attracted to someone else."

When I read or write romance, I generally enjoy the thought of lover's skin and their adoring scent. However, not once have I read OR written, "hey baby, love the smell of your bush, it's drawing me in! I need a big ole nose full" immediately followed by "Achoo!" (man those pubes tickled my nose)

Or how about using pubic hair as a token of affection? Wikipedia states- "Among the upper class in 19th century Victorian Britain, pubic hair from one's lover was frequently collected as a souvenir. The curls were, for instance, worn like cockades in men's hats as potency talismans, or exchanged among lovers as tokens of affection.[14] The museum of St. Andrews University in Scotland has in its collection a snuff box full of pubic hair of one of King George IV's mistresses, possibly Elizabeth Conyngham, which the notoriously licentious monarch donated to the Fife sex club, The Beggar's Benison."
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pubic_hair

Whoa....not sure the short and curlys would make a chic modern day accessory scream -"This is how much I love you baby! I'm wearing your pubes!" I bet it would keep potential interlopers at bay...hmm, kind of like peeing on your mate to stake your claim.

It all comes down to personal choice, I suppose. It takes all types in this great big world spinning around. In that moment of blazing passion, some want a big face full (or would that be mouth full?) of body hair. (Let me nibble your chest carpet), while some want nothing between their lips and lover's skin.

When exploring the nether regions of one's lover up close and personal, the choice to smooth or not to smooth becomes a couples' intimate decision.  Do you like your testicles smooth as a golf ball or with spindly hairs like a freshly picked coconut?

And, the age old question, "Does the carpet match the drapes?"

Only one way to find out...




Rawr Fathomers, hope you have a spicy Saturday!

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