As a very hairy woman with Middle Eastern descent who was teased as a child for being “hairy” (even though I wasn’t as hairy as the other kids in class, but my hair is more visible because it’s black and coarse), I absolutely LOVED that scene in DIA and was like “oh hells yeah!” I surely hope they keep that scene for the second season, or at least have some reference to it.
I don’t want to have to shave/wax everyday (it’s so irritating and time-consuming – ugh). I’ve always been envious of people who don’t have to shave everyday and can grow a little bit of stubble without having a 5 o’clock shadow on their legs. I used to wax my arms and face in addition to my legs and armpits. Now, I just can’t bother with my arms and just think that people can deal with it. I’m still working on the face and legs (I do not wax or shave regularly – I’ll say again, it’s so irritating and time-consuming), though I don’t know if I can give it up yet. I still care about what others think…if only I could stir up some courage (though the other day I did step out of the change room trying on a skirt while having hairy legs – one step at a time I guess)! I do think that a representation of a female body with hair can do wonders for people like me, even if it’s not important to the story. We’ve been so inundated with images of smooth, hairless female bodies, for once, it’d be nice to see some hair.
Sorry, that’s my rant for the day.
I lived in a house with three women who didn’t shave, and that gave me the guts to do it. The first time I wore capri pants in public was only to my art studio, and the Studio Owner made snarky comments about me needing to shave, and that made me want to do the exact opposite. I started wearing skirts to the studio in solidarity for all of my non-shaving friends.
#LegHairDontCare 🙂 I have a friend with Alopecia whose motto is “No Hair Don’t Care” and she’s my inspiration for being radically and unapologetically me.