We need to talk about Brazilians and I don’t mean the 192 million people that inhabit the fifth largest country in the world. I’m talking carpet, bush, pubes and muff.
Despite gaining traction in 2001, the removal of one’s pubic hair can be traced all the way back to ancient times with pruned pubes regularly depicted in artwork. Initially considered a little controversial it’s now about as normal as plucking one’s eyebrows thanks to the rise in accessible pornography and endorsements via Sex & the City and Gwyneth Paltrow.
Despite claims that a Brazilian wax results in increased sexual benefits there is no scientific evidence to support this and some research suggests the Brazilian, landing strip, Hollywood, XXX or whatever your word of choice is fast becoming the norm due to increased cultural pressures.
I’ve made the pilgrimage to Brazil in preceding years – the journey itself is not particularly pleasant and I would suggest that one purchases a first-class ticket – but the dilemma I now face is my influence as a parent.
The problem with having children is that they are generally an incredibly inquisitive sort. Any kind of bathroom ritual is usually done with an audience. They are in the nail polish drawer, they are pulling out makeup remover wipes, they are attempting to brush their hair with toothbrushes and this is all before I’ve stepped foot out of the shower.
Sure my daughter may only be 16 months of age but will the choices I make now somehow contribute to the societal pressures she faces later on? And how do I explain to a 22 year old wax-happy beautician that I don’t want to look like a pole-dancer named Destiny (not that there’s anything wrong with that)?
It’s not only women under pressure. An Australian study in 2008 showed that 66% of heterosexual men had removed hair to varying degrees. I’ve heard women speak in scorned tones about a man’s failure to trim his hedges. How the modern man navigates the terrain between man-scaping and holding open a car door I don’t know.
If fashion is cyclical then perhaps the abundant hairstyles made famous by 1970’s porn flicks will have a revival by the time my children hit puberty. Maybe I don’t have a guiding hand at all. Maybe I’m over-thinking the whole thing. Please tell me I’m not alone with this one?
Have you reconsidered your “hairstyle” since children came along?