Wait until they hear about women’s mustaches and armpits! When I used to sneak looks at Playboys as a kid, bush was all the rage. Now at 33 as a gay man, bush is still rage. I love hair on everyone!
Oh god yes. As a gay man? Give me ALL OF THE FUCKING HAIR. I wanna get carpet burn while sucking dick, thank you very much. No /s tag because I’m not being sarcastic.
Actually, you have that backwards, you see, the act was known as ‘shagging’, from the old english ‘shagadelic’ meaning excellent or enjoyable, long before the carpet existed. The style of carpet was found to be ideal for ‘shagging’ on, especially in groups, as the long fibres reduced slipping. Thus it became known as ‘shag pile’ due to the piles of ‘shaggers’ often using them.
This post is brought to you by the letters B, S, and insufficient sleep.
My wife is the first woman i have properly been with, and i find myself staring at her moustache when she’s watching the TV and unaware.
Im in no way turned off by it or anything like that, it’s just fascinating to me somehow. Like 6 years I’ve been with this woman and I still can’t stop.
As a bi woman, absolutely. I’m personally one who doesn’t like falling behind on my shaving routine, but hair looks wonderful on anyone who chooses to grow it out. I may or may not have a weakness for crunchy granola girls myself. 😳
Oh god, I’m not usually one to horny-post but crunchy granola girls 💕
Long tangled hair, perhaps a bandana, no makeup, cargo shorts or flowy elephant pants, unshaved pits and legs, a human smell (and maybe some patchouli).
I knew a crunchy granola girl who rolled her joints using raw rotini noodles as the filter, proudly declaring to everyone in the smoke circle “it’s biodegradable!”, she was amazing.
I feel so lucky. My girlfriend has pet cacti (including a bunch that are genetically the same cactus), art covering every wall (and a blanket pinned to the ceiling), pretty much all of her furniture (except her bed) was rescued from curbs or otherwise obtained through second-hand sources. Her pillows and blankets are a mix-mash of colors and textures, as are the cups and mugs in her cupboard. She loves to bake vegan treats and do needlepoint, and looks amazing in a summer dress.
When we were hanging out on her porch last weekend, a little bird kept coming really close to us and chirping. The lil guy looked straight at us, from one chair over, and chirped at us. He did this several times, over separate occasions (we went inside for a while here and there.) My girlfriend and I even chirped back at him, and he responded like it was normal. The last time we saw him was just before sunset. He appeared out of nowhere as soon as we sat down, perched on a chairback across from us, gave us a single loud CHIRP, and disappeared into the night.
He had no fear. Maybe he was curious? I don’t know. But I’d like to believe our Sapphic Vegan Fae Magic is beginning to manifest.
I’ve always felt kind of marginalized in my enjoyment of women’s pubic hair. I don’t fully agree that liking it shaved is a definitive sign of a pedo, but I do hate that weird worship.
i genuinely cannot process the concept of finding pubic hair unappealing in general, like yeah sure if it’s like 10 long hairs that’s a bit weird but the same thing applies to hair anywhere on the body so eh, and 95% of pubic hair looks good
Wait until they hear about women’s mustaches and armpits! When I used to sneak looks at Playboys as a kid, bush was all the rage. Now at 33 as a gay man, bush is still rage. I love hair on everyone!
Oh god yes. As a gay man? Give me ALL OF THE FUCKING HAIR. I wanna get carpet burn while sucking dick, thank you very much. No /s tag because I’m not being sarcastic.
This guy fucks on a shag carpet.
I think that’s why the british/Austin Powers call it shagging
Actually, you have that backwards, you see, the act was known as ‘shagging’, from the old english ‘shagadelic’ meaning excellent or enjoyable, long before the carpet existed. The style of carpet was found to be ideal for ‘shagging’ on, especially in groups, as the long fibres reduced slipping. Thus it became known as ‘shag pile’ due to the piles of ‘shaggers’ often using them.
This post is brought to you by the letters B, S, and insufficient sleep.
BS my ass. This is now canon.
Thanks for the comment, it rather made my day.
My wife is the first woman i have properly been with, and i find myself staring at her moustache when she’s watching the TV and unaware.
Im in no way turned off by it or anything like that, it’s just fascinating to me somehow. Like 6 years I’ve been with this woman and I still can’t stop.
As a bi woman, absolutely. I’m personally one who doesn’t like falling behind on my shaving routine, but hair looks wonderful on anyone who chooses to grow it out. I may or may not have a weakness for crunchy granola girls myself. 😳
Oh god, I’m not usually one to horny-post but crunchy granola girls 💕
Long tangled hair, perhaps a bandana, no makeup, cargo shorts or flowy elephant pants, unshaved pits and legs, a human smell (and maybe some patchouli).
I knew a crunchy granola girl who rolled her joints using raw rotini noodles as the filter, proudly declaring to everyone in the smoke circle “it’s biodegradable!”, she was amazing.
I feel so lucky. My girlfriend has pet cacti (including a bunch that are genetically the same cactus), art covering every wall (and a blanket pinned to the ceiling), pretty much all of her furniture (except her bed) was rescued from curbs or otherwise obtained through second-hand sources. Her pillows and blankets are a mix-mash of colors and textures, as are the cups and mugs in her cupboard. She loves to bake vegan treats and do needlepoint, and looks amazing in a summer dress.
When we were hanging out on her porch last weekend, a little bird kept coming really close to us and chirping. The lil guy looked straight at us, from one chair over, and chirped at us. He did this several times, over separate occasions (we went inside for a while here and there.) My girlfriend and I even chirped back at him, and he responded like it was normal. The last time we saw him was just before sunset. He appeared out of nowhere as soon as we sat down, perched on a chairback across from us, gave us a single loud CHIRP, and disappeared into the night.
He had no fear. Maybe he was curious? I don’t know. But I’d like to believe our Sapphic Vegan Fae Magic is beginning to manifest.
“Sapphic Vegan Fae Magic” is such a vibe expression, ngl
Bush is awesome. I still have an original vinyl pressing of Sixteen Stone!
I’ve always felt kind of marginalized in my enjoyment of women’s pubic hair. I don’t fully agree that liking it shaved is a definitive sign of a pedo, but I do hate that weird worship.
i genuinely cannot process the concept of finding pubic hair unappealing in general, like yeah sure if it’s like 10 long hairs that’s a bit weird but the same thing applies to hair anywhere on the body so eh, and 95% of pubic hair looks good