Success!! I just finished my umpteenth body hair, and hairpie removal, with Nair for Men, and it was the best yet! That's because I rehearsed, then took extra precautions, not to let any of the goop stay on Winkie, for more than a minute, thus burning him.
I emptied a whole bottle into a bowl, and wore thin latex gloves. I started with the tummie, the full lower half of my torso. Then it was the full thighs, avoiding their upper insides for nearly the last. Next was Bumsie's external-most cheeks, working to the top of his crack, up to the sacral triangle, and the lower half of my back, to my uppermost hips, returning to my tummie. Lastly, it was Bumsie's crack; the groin; uppermost inner thighs; and, finally, my Inguinal Creases, Sam, Dave, & Winkie's base. I took extra steps to massage the goop deep into the cracks where Winkie emerges from my Man-Mons, and my Inguinal Triangle. For the balance of the waiting period, I held and pulled my cleaned-off Winkie well away from the rest of the bod, where the Nair was actively at work. By Jove, no more hairpie, and not a burn to be felt, now, about 45 Minutes after the removal shower.
In the shower, running with lukewarm water, with a washcloth for the stripping, the first zones to go, was the Pubic Region, then the groin, then Bumsie's crack. The skin's markedly less sensitive and delicate, in the other regions, so they could wait. Finally my tummie; Sacral Triangle; back; and, the thighs got stripped. I ran the washcloth over and over, for about five times each zone, to be sure the goop was deactivated and washed away. I'm so proud that it all went so beautifully this time.
The reason that I remove my hair periodically, is that mostly, the hairpie interfers with Winkie's enjoyment of his pretties, my Man-Mons; followed by my groin; Bumsie's lower half; and, the rest, in that order.
I'm settling in on a different regimen this time. I figure that Two weeks from now, I'll've left the "scratchy" stage, with downie hairs growing in at first. That looks to last about a month, before it all gets coarse and thick as it is, before removal.
So, excepting visits to Doc, I only need do this, once every Two months, for maximum tactility with my pretties and bod. Problems solved! For Doc visits, I'd have to let myself grow, for about Four months, so that Doc doesn't get suspicious about my lifestyle. Doc's never to know.
In the Taylor Swift thread, I showed you a pic of Justin Bieber allegedly in some very soft looking bikini undies. It's just as likely that photo's authentic, as it is a PhotoShop creation. With that said, if the photo series is authentic, now I must now be just like Justin, and as I was, before commencing on my Twenties, when I really became hirsute. If little Justin's a pantiephreak, as I now slightly suspect, he must have sooo much fun, with that nekkid Winkie 'n' bod o' his, as well as be more pleasing any girlfriends he may now have. His bod is kinda girlie-shaped; wouldn't you agree?
I used to use a manual razor at first, but it's so dangerous, and besides, it leaves me with a case of the "scratchies" for a much longer period of time, and it encouraged Acne, in those zones, if that can be believed. F-uck that s-hit!! Electric razor's not much of an improvement. I wouldn't welcome waxing, either; I can just imagine my "Yeows!!", with each wax plate or patch that's ripped off(Laughs!!). Ethnicity, or world place origin does matter in this discussion, as your genes do determine how tough and gnarly your hair grows and behaves. That disclaimer said, I'm of Central/North European heritage, with a hair type that's highly and positively responsive to the Nair regimen.
We used to have similar threads in the Old PFM Forum, like this one I just created here in the New PFM Forum. I'd now like us all, to share our various methods of hair removal.
-- Edited by Breeziestroke on Sunday 28th of August 2011 01:47:48 AM
I usually just shave myself in the shower about every other day. I've only nicked my scrotum once and that wasn't fun. I haven't tried the Nair because I fear the burns I heard about. But I do like to be nice and smooth all around, it makes it so much more delightful wearing both loose and snug panties. I especially like feeling the fabric as I bend and stretch during the day. Playtime is so much more fun too. Just walking for that matter as well.
It really is amazing how much more sensitive you become down there when you are cleanly shaved. I do all around winky and balls, as well as the butt cheeks and crack.
I have shaved a couple of times when I was in the mood. it's not a regular scheduled thing for me.
I suppose shaving our pubes is a psychological thought being a trip back to our youthful days when the only hair we had was on our heads.
Nowadays, one could go as far as shaving ones head, as no one would give you a second look.
If you wear pantyhose or stockings, shaving ones legs would be a must. I don't like to see the female sex with hairy legs stockinged or not. This would also include males.
Strange as it may be, I do not like to view men in panties or any other stage of female clothing. It's strange because I wear panties 24/7 and sometimes other articles of clothing of the female persuasion. Perhaps it goe to the idea of the feminine side of males as I have expressed in other topics. I do however, enjoy greatly seeong a women scantilly clad vis a vis panties and bra or top of some sort. The top not obsuring the panties of course.
Of course one must consider 'Magic Shave', a foul smelling paste that my African-American comrades used in the military to shave with. They used a case knife to shave with as there skin was too sensative to use a razor. You could always tell when they were shaving by the horrible odor of rotten eggs in the barracks. The odor coming from sulfer of course.
I don't know if I will ever shave my pubes again or my face for that matter. I must be turning into a recluse, although I have decided to be a curmodgeon. I figure at my age I have earned the privelege.
Breezie, I am curious as to your verbiage, does it come to you natural or do you use a thesaurus?
I myself do rely some times on Webster's Thesaurus. I must get a coy of Roget's. Sometimes I find myself to be a poet even though I don't know it. Nuff said for noe on this topic which has strayed a bit.
Verbiage, Puss . . . curious that you should ask that.
As one patriotic traditionalist to another, I've been listening to Michael Savage's radio program for about 16 years now. Unbeknownst to him, he's really helped my self-expression. I love his word play and puns. Subconciously, I've picked up on elements of his self-expression; ripostes to callers both friendly and hostile; and, hopefully, a lion's share of his university-issue logic. That's all I can say, as there's this primal congruency between Mike's soul and mine--it's uncanny, and I'm unable to explain it any further. It does help that his voice is an exact tonal match for my late Dad's, except Mike has the Bronx dialect, and Dad had a Midwest one.
I only use a S & W #629 six-shooter at this game, whereas Mike uses a digital electronic Gatling CIWS Minigun.
I can imagine that your Black Brothers-In-Arms must have been as bummed out by the stink as you were. They probably wanted the goop to smell like Old Spice or something just as nice, too.
Curmudgeons are quite cool! Just leave 'em alone, don't give 'em any bulls-hit, and they'll reveal a wealth o' wisdom at the right times. Grow that beard; you might even begin to look like a hero of mine, naturalist John Muir.
-- Edited by Breeziestroke on Sunday 28th of August 2011 11:42:49 PM
-- Edited by Breeziestroke on Sunday 28th of August 2011 11:46:34 PM
I love your use of the vocabulary, which is almost non-existent on the internet, as well as in our so called modern language. Texting, which I don't due, has become the norm. So much so taht laws are being passed to tyr to stop driving and texting. It won;t be long before texting and driving becomes the number one cause of traffic accidents and deaths, moving inebriated driving to second place.
Modern poets, also called rappers, seem to only string along words that ryhme without making any sense at all. Their subjects being drugs, hate, love for crime and criminals and hatred of the police. Being a music lover that I am, please DO NOT call rap music in my presence. The great composers, Mozart, Beetohven, Aaron Copeland, etc., are spinning in their graves.
I often wonder if English is even taught in our public schools anymore. Is Spanish becoming a required subject? Byron, Keats and Shelley are hopping mad wherever their souls may be. "The pen is mightier then the sword" has given way to the 'Saturday night special.'
As to a beard, I do have what would probably be called a goatee, except it connects to a mustache. It is probaly a short beard. I trim it once in a while when I am in the mood. I am envious of the mustache of Hercule Poitrot. I am a fan of Agatha Christie, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Earl Derr Biggers, etal.Oh, how I wish I still had my library. Having lost it to being out of work for two years, savings all gone and the eviction process, but cest le vie. I was collecting all genre of the written word to peruse upon my retirement. All I have now is my computer and an efficency apartment that keeps one from collecting just about anything. I do have a VHS, DVD and CD collection. All with varied genre.
I have reached the ripe old age of sixty-six. My physical being to be somewhere between eighty and six hundred year old and my mental being somewhere in the twenties or possibly the early thirties. Maybe even younger. I suppose everything will equalize on my death bed. I would like to depart this world just as Uncle Chris Halvorsen did in 'I Remember Mama.' Either that or go to sleep and wake up dead. I fear that with my generation and the following generation dying off, the English language as we know it, will be gone. Oh well, ce sera sera.
All of what you say, Puss, is way cool, way cool!!
I can't do facial hair, myself; always a hassle to clean, after eating, or when I get the sniffles, a runny nose. I also had this screwy habit of constantly licking my upper lip, when I grew a moustache.
And, these rappers, these hip-hoppers, aren't interested in the least in the arts; they want all-out race war, where in the end, there's no more "crackers"--or maybe--they make "crackers", their slaves!!
