Ain’t that the truth. I will admit that I do some trimming there (as to not have ridiculously long hairs clog the drain) and one day I absent-mindedly put the clippers on the setting I use for the top of my head instead. Once you’ve shaved a huge strip down the center of your chest, there’s no turning back. I spent two weeks scratching my pecs and stomach whenever I thought no one was looking.
(Pretty sure the boyfriend was just as relieved as I was once it grew back to a reasonable length.)
I used to manscape pretty religiously. It wasn’t so much for me, but rather I thought that gay men liked that look too. The insane itchyness/looking like you have a million blackheads after the first day, and the fact that you end up looking like a little boy quickly turned me off of this practice. I need to spend more time with bears and otters.
Manscapping has got to be the worst double edge sword. If you shave, you have to deal with the extreme agony of itchy, scrathy hell. If you wax, you deal with the pain of abrupt ripping of hair from flesh (which can be more painful depending where you wax). I’ve learned its best to just keep things neat, but to avoid mass attempts.
The one and only time I shaved my chest it caused so much skin irritation I spent a week covered in red bumps, looking like I’d been attacked by a swarm of ants. I’m never doing that again.
Ick! From a woman’s perspective, I have to say that shaved chests look unnatural and weird to me in most circumstances. Although there are some men who could obviously benefit from having a layer of fur removed. (Robin Williams, I’m looking at you.)
“Scratch scratch. Scratch, itch itch scratch.”
Ain’t that the truth. I will admit that I do some trimming there (as to not have ridiculously long hairs clog the drain) and one day I absent-mindedly put the clippers on the setting I use for the top of my head instead. Once you’ve shaved a huge strip down the center of your chest, there’s no turning back. I spent two weeks scratching my pecs and stomach whenever I thought no one was looking.
(Pretty sure the boyfriend was just as relieved as I was once it grew back to a reasonable length.)
I used to manscape pretty religiously. It wasn’t so much for me, but rather I thought that gay men liked that look too. The insane itchyness/looking like you have a million blackheads after the first day, and the fact that you end up looking like a little boy quickly turned me off of this practice. I need to spend more time with bears and otters.
Manscapping has got to be the worst double edge sword. If you shave, you have to deal with the extreme agony of itchy, scrathy hell. If you wax, you deal with the pain of abrupt ripping of hair from flesh (which can be more painful depending where you wax). I’ve learned its best to just keep things neat, but to avoid mass attempts.
The one and only time I shaved my chest it caused so much skin irritation I spent a week covered in red bumps, looking like I’d been attacked by a swarm of ants. I’m never doing that again.
Your back I can see shaving, maybe, but that’s where I draw the line.
Ick! From a woman’s perspective, I have to say that shaved chests look unnatural and weird to me in most circumstances. Although there are some men who could obviously benefit from having a layer of fur removed. (Robin Williams, I’m looking at you.)