My First Epilator

A local Facebook friend tossed this one out for our consideration:

Ladies, at what age is it appropriate to start shaving legs?

Our 5 year old’s legs look like Sasquatch.

“How bad can this be?” I thought. I mean, she’s five, fercryingoutloud.

A memory from my past then burst in, unbidden:

I remember one girl from high school who apparently had been forbidden to so much as look at a razor, and she wasn’t even slightly blonde. What’s more, she was growing the stuff even faster than I was, and the prescribed school uniforms insured that it was always on display. If it bothered her, though, she never said so, and I never considered it my place to ask.

And this is where things get tricky. It’s not the peach fuzz I remember, exactly; it was the fact that this stuff was growing on one of the nicer pair of stems in the class of ’69, deployed with as much sub-Dietrich skill as any to be seen in those days.

Still, she was sixteen or thereabouts; the parental proscription would presumably be lifted before too awfully long. This is not the sort of predicament that obtains when you are five.

And there’s something a bit offputting about the idea of a beauty ritual being foisted off on someone whose age is still in single digits.

3 comments

  1. fillyjonk »

    16 September 2018 · 8:02 am

    Oh my, that poor kid. Maybe her parents should take her to the doctor; there might be some hormonal issue going on that could suggest an internal problem.

    I started shaving my legs around 11 or 12. Used an electric razor first on my mom’s recommendation, as I got older switched to bladed razors because I have pale skin and dark hair and Lady Norelco (or whatever it was) didn’t quite do it. (I’ve also expressed envy at one aunt who has find blonde hair and has NEVER had to shave her legs.)

  2. McGehee »

    16 September 2018 · 11:52 am

    There was a girl in my kindergarten class with dark hair, including on her arms. I could see it from across the room.

    Met her again six years later, and it was either less bad, or 12-year-old me wasn’t looking at her arms anymore.

  3. hollyh »

    17 September 2018 · 9:37 am

    eegods, what a horror to have to shave one’s ARMS. Bad enough the other places. Best thing about old age: no.more.shaving, at least for THIS old lady. And not because of my radical nature; it simply stopped growing.

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