Remember back in the days before this guy starred on Miami Vice?
Remember when facial stubble wasn't attractive? Don Johnson did a lot to change that. Now most of us generally think it's pretty hot. Unless, of course, it's on the face of some down-on-his-luck drunk or other unsavory character.
Yesterday I had to shop for an outfit to wear to the Wedding of the Century (more about that in another post) and I saw a pair of pajamas. Pink and green with big ladybugs. Cotton knit pants and top with ladybug buttons. Cute, right? So I grabbed it--it was my size and I was pretty sure it would fit. And it did!
The only thing wrong? I didn't realize until I got home and put on my new jammies that the pants were cropped. Now, I should tell you that I don't really like capris on me, because I'm kinda short and kinda wide and I think they look silly, but when I thought about it, since they're jammies, who cares? Hardly anyone will see me anyway. And Hubby was really tickled that I'd bought something bright and cheerful because I generally tend toward BLACK.
All night long, though, I had this nagging concern. Leg hair stubble. Because, really, with winter and being all covered up, I just hadn't really kept my legs silky smooth, you know? And all of a sudden, there I was with new jammies that revealed three or four inches of stubble. Well, I guess you know now where I was going with the title of this post. Now that Memorial Day weekend is here, I guess it's time to break out our razors and get busy.
By the way, do you think that if Giselle quit shaving her legs, leg stubble would become as popular a look for women as facial stubble is for men? No, probably not. Why is it that when it comes to women, looking good takes so much more work?