Long hair dating
My adolescence marked the beginning of a painful struggle with body hair.Before puberty, I lived in a happy, carefree world where my only worry was how to properly untangle the long, curly hair on my head.(One friend told me "no, be careful not to,” while another said "totally, otherwise it's dirty." It was an awfully complicated issue and everyone had clear-cut opinions.) Even more complicated: How should I remove the hair on my genitals? To start, I had my first appointment with a beautician, a.k.a the nine circles of hell.I had to find a balance that was neither too "neglected" nor too "slutty" — in the words of my group of friends back then — and we all know that the line between these two is thin. I have never understood how a place that’s supposed to be so nice, where you can get a super-relaxing massage and you’re supposed to feel more beautiful, could be so awful and guilt-inducing. " Despite all the trouble I went through to exfoliate my skin ever so thoroughly, I got the impression I was failing an important test in knowing how to be feminine.
Women with natural hair are complaining that men are not attracted to their afro-textured coifs, and women with synthetic weaves and chemically straightened hair are complaining that men are repelled by the artifice.
“The longer the hair, the closer to god.” — or so the saying goes.