This isn’t an official Lesbian Life Lesson because it’s not something I can decide for you. I can’t give you a definitive do it or don’t.

Not that long ago, I was pretty anti-shaving. I should be clear that by shaving, I mean the Girl Bits. My opinion was that if you didn’t like the Girl Bits the way they came, then you didn’t need to be anywhere near mine. End of story. Oh, I shaved my bikini line when I wore a swimsuit but that’s it. I didn’t want to date anyone who shaved either. In fact, one quite butch chick I dated completely wigged me out by mentioning, quite casually, that she might want to shave. She didn’t, but I honestly believe it’s just because I was such a pain in the ass about it.

But then. Then, I met someone who shaves. Not everything, but quite a lot. And …. um … in a word, yum. I totally dug it. I am now a convert. I am going to even do it myself. I have special shaving stuff and everything. I can’t say I’m going to get as carried away as some people I know and get a Brazilian, but I’ll definitely “tidy up.” (For the uninformed, a Brazilian is when you pay a ridiculous amount of money to let someone rip all the hair out of your nether regions – front to back – with hot wax. I couldn’t *be* high enough for that to seem like a good idea!)

If there were a lesbian life lesson in this, there would be two. The first is always have an open mind . The second is more complicated. I suppose it could be boiled down to don’t let anyone tell you what to do. If you want to shave, do. If you don’t, don’t. If your lover doesn’t like your choice, she can either get used to it or not get laid. Which do you think she’ll choose?