It’s autumn in Maryland! Here’s an image made right in my neighborhood, from 2011.
Billy Monday, beautiful art as always!
This is what my bush used to look like. Completely untamed and totally wild. It stuck out from the sides of underwear and bikini bottoms and you could tell when I’d just showered because it was puffy and full instead of flattened from wearing clothes all day.
This bush is now in my trash can, hanging out with dryer lint and old toilet paper rolls. (No, I don’t recycle the cardboard. Don’t judge me.) Don’t ask me why, but I shaved it all off one day and now I’m growing it back!
What else is there to do in life, really?
And then, on September 16th, 2013, it all came off.
Don’t ask me what that weird thing behind me is, I think it came from a house. The important part is, my vagina now looks like a creepy alien life form and I spent an hour staring at it with a hand held mirror because I had kind of forgotten what it looks like.
This picture was taken on day one of the regrowth process. Still smooth as a.. kitten’s ear? I don’t know. I hate babies, so I’m not going to compare this part of my body to one’s bottom. Pick something else.
Jesus fuck. I itch like whoaa. I even itch right now, and I’m currently drunk. That’s how itchy it is. There are tiny little bumps around the sides where my panties have been rubbing against my skin and all of my follicles feel inflamed and sad. It’s like I have a thousand tiny hairs shouting at me and cursing me for swiping them away with a dull blade. (True story, I used a really bad disposable razor so that may have something to do with it)
Morning of Day 4.
Good news: I found my digital camera! Now you won’t have to put up with so many Photo Booth or shitty smartphone photos. You may still have to trudge through some of them, because I can’t guarantee I won’t whip out my phone in a public bathroom to take a selfie here and there, but a real camera does a much better job at capturing this particular part of my body.
So on that note, here’s a close up “Good Moring Razor Burn” shot!
I feel like after only 4 days, this is a lot of stubble to have regrown. Is that right, or is that pretty standard? I definitely have thick, dark hair when it’s all grown in so it makes sense that it grows back pretty fast, but this seems faster. Maybe it knows it’s being watched and is just trying to be impressive.
Almost all of the itching is gone, for which I am incredibly thankful. And the razor burn seems to be healing itself well (sheesh, only took nearly a week!). It’s definitely still very short, not even quite long enough to be fun or feel good against my fingertips, but I am quite confident that it will get much happier within another week. For now, I’m just glad it doesn’t itch!
Well folks, it’s been one week since I shaved everything off and look how far I’ve come! There’s definitely a little mini-forest growing down there and I’m quite pleased with it. It reminds me of the tiny Christmas trees you see by the side of the road that in a few years will be big Christmas trees to be cut down and hauled back to your living rooms. Only I don’t think my pubic hair will ever end up in your living room, but I never say never.
Oh! And I left this image quite large so hopefully if you click on it you can see all of the lovely detail. There are some hairs that are still spurting out and others that have shot far ahead. Somehow it reminds me of razor wire, but that just makes me feel hardcore.
Not much of a story behind today. I like this picture because if you stare at it long enough, you kind of forget what you’re looking at and it all just becomes shapes. Also, note the icky little scabs here and there from where ingrown hairs have festered and failed.
I have a friend who knows about this project and as soon as he heard, he requested that I include googly eyes in one of the photos. So of course I said, “Sure! Buy me some and I’ll stick ‘em on!” I think this photo is weirdly adorable, almost like a little teddy bear. Also, I think maybe I’ll leave the eyes stuck on there all day today. Just in case someone happens to pull my pants down, they’ll find stick on eyeballs. It’s the little things in life.