Sixty-one years. That’s how long I had an opinion on male/female armpit hair. Now in my 62nd year, I woke up this morning realizing I’ve done a 180 degree turn!
Health becomes so much more of an important matter the older you get. Finally catching a glimpse of your mortality off in the distance is a great motivator. So I exercise. I exercise far more than I ever did when I was twenty or thirty! Back then my idea of a curl was lifting my beer off the table to my mouth and then back down (hopefully onto the table). Crunches where the sound potato chips made as I ate bags of them. And this new found drive to exercise and stay healthy extends to my mind as well, so I started to take classes to stave off hardening of the attitudes. 😉 In that vein, I decided to take Goddess Voltairine’s Obedient Love course on becoming a better male. In her course, she touches a bit on grooming… oral cleaning, using scentless products, and.. ehem… ‘man-scaping’. The latter as a practical matter since a woman may wish to place you in a chastity device on a whim and you should be ready to say goodbye to that portion of your anatomy for a while. 🙂 But I digress.
The confluence of these two ideals, exercise and grooming, led me at 62 to shave my armpits for the first time in my life. Studies show that amongst white people, a lucky 2% have stink-free armpits. It’s a gene thing. I’m never that lucky. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t scare off the garbage men or anything, but since I was already now using scentless products I wondered if shaving would reduce my ‘smell footprint’ even further. Also, I take the Michelangelo approach to trying to look like a body builder – just chip away everything that doesn’t look like a body builder. And armpit hair was an easy step!
I can now tell you from experience, yes. Less hair, less smell. And I found I actually like the look on me!
As to women… my tastes long adhered to the modern beauty standard of a shaved legs and hairless armpits. But as I grew more ‘woke’ to feminism and associated with more and more strong, intelligent, articulate women, I came to see armpit hair as a silent protest of “My Body, My Rule”. It was defiance. It says, “Don’t like it? Don’t Care.” And coming from a woman, THAT is sexy.
So here I sit today, armpits freshly shaved so I look and smell good for the women around me and getting more than a little turned on while looking for an image of woman with unshaved armpit hair to share in this post.
Man how I’ve changed…. 🙂