does your vagina say “bling”?
Every time I shower the landscape of my pubic hair becomes a political battlefield.
Soap or Shampoo?
(That last one was a joke, but it is actually something to consider, I guess…)
It seems an easy enough decision, but one that has been a problem for me since the first hair. Not only do I struggle over the issue in the shower but my pubic hair has been the focus of a least one major “conversation” in every serious relationship I have been in in my adult life. More often than not, I have been accused of not having “feminist enough” tendrils “down there.” My response has been that feminist pubic hair is styled in any way one chooses. But in truth (and perhaps why I become so defensive on the topic), I don’t know what style I truly consider pubes-chic.
I’ve gone through every possible iteration of shaving (and waxing and trimming). I’ve also gone through every style of not shaving or waxing or trimming. I’ve never quite figured out what I actually like, because I am too busy worrying if my preferences are dictated by the voices of dominant culture, the voices of the men I’ve dated, the voices of my feminist mentors or the voices in my heart.
If I go for a landing strip and feel sexy, I wonder if I just like it because porn culture invaded my brain. When I grow a full bushy mess and it makes me feel powerful, I wonder if I am erroneously raising my pubic tendrils to symbolic stature because I was told I should feel that way by all those smart women in all those kick ass books I read in college.
But finally, I have found one pubic trend about which I know how I feel:
That’s right—bedazzling for the vagina. Just the sort of trend a lady born in the 80’s might go for. But, no! Not this girl, not this time and not this trend!
Jill broke the story to me on Feministe (though apparently Jennifer Love Hewitt discussed this on the Goerge Lopez show and got the blogosphere going wild over this new trend weeks ago). I think Jill said it best:
I can’t even begin to imagine the ingrown hair situation there (or the totally disturbed look you’ll get when your dude or lady comes face-to-face, if you will, with your Swarovskified-vulva), but to each their own.
I think vajazzling sums up pretty much everything that sucks about consumer culture and the objectification and fetishization of women’s bodies. Vajazzling involves women feeling like they need to change some part of their body and this change requires them to spend lots and lots of money on a regular basis.
I can take my vagina bushy or bald, but I don’t think I could live with my vagina if it was all bling…