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Celebrate black history month by touching white people’s hair without their consent
i could never speak to or understand this experience fully. posting in solidarity as a mixed poc.
tw: talking about bodies and parts and chests and hair
convo btwn me and my family member A with family member B present
A: [walks into room massaging newly augmented chest, per drs orders]
me: [takes cue and start massaging my chest]
A: see, you still have boobs to do that with! yours were always bigger than mine! that and your hair!
me: [smiles and continues massaging chest while whipping aroud newly shaven and bleached hair mane]
A: but then you cut it all off! you removed it!
me (in my head): i want to remove lots of things…
A: god will bless me in another life. but for now…
[both continue massaging respective chests]
so today I decided to shave my underarms. I stopped shaving this past september (2010) and although I much prefer not shaving, I have a “family vacation” coming up where my father, his wife, her 2 sons around my age, my sister and her husband will all collide into a medley of family fun.
shaving is really weird because I never had to do it every day anyway. Both my leg and arm hair grows really slowly and is somewhat sparse so I did it infrequently, especially when winter rolled around. When I first played around with not shaving, I didn’t get much past two or three weeks. You know when your (head)hair is growing out and it’s at the awkward stage? Thats what it’s like with body hair too! So then I thought about it and realized I had never seen what my leg hair looked like. I started shaving around the 6th grade when I barely had more than peach fuzz on any part of my body. I had never seen any of my body hair, for that matter. I had learned at an early age from my mother and sister that girls shave all the parts of their bodies that grow hair around puberty-time. So, this school year, I stopped shaving. And it felt really uncomfortable because I felt like everyone was always looking at me and judging me and making a lot of assumption or just being grossed out. But it felt good because that’s how I wanted to be. It’s been a hard process to feel comfortable with it, and I still can’t around family/people from back home really. I feel kinda like a sell out for shaving because I didn’t want to deal with anything from my family/people at the beach with me. But it’ll grow back and in the mean time I’ll still be WonderQueer and challenge the patriarchy/gendernorms and shit.
So now I’m all bare and stuff and it’s weird… and I can no longer WHIP MY HAIR BACK N FORTH.