Yes, it WILL bug you ALLLLL DAY until you can get home, run to the bathroom, find the offending hair and pull it out with tweezer. ALLLLLLLLL DAY LOOOONG. Your finger will just naturally drift to that spot and that OFFENSIVE hair will poke you. It will grow longer and little brothers and sisters will sprout up next to it. The first hair will spawn legions of little hairs and your fingers will drift up to your chin at the most inopportune times to check the growth. Soon you will attempt to pull it out with your fingers, all to no avail. Said evil hair will laugh evilly…
Does it sound like I’ve lived this? I know exactly how you feel. What is it about turning 39 and watching all these hairs sprout WHERE THEY DON’T BELONG?!
Well the worst part is…I AM HOME … and I can’t find the friggin thing unless I want to dig holes in my face (which I’m not above doing btw) to get it out.
if it really bugs you that badly, try smudging some pencil lead on your fingertip, then rub it on your chin in the area of the offending hair. that ought to make it lose it’s invisible status.
OMG! You have this down so perfectly! And thanks to this thread—I FOUND A HAIR. And I’m at work and without tweezers so, yes, thank you, it will be driving me crazy all day. It may be too short to pull, which means I’ll have at least another day to spend locating and re-locating the offending hair.
You know, they never mention this sprouting hair stuff when they tell you to grow up. Oh yeah, they promise you cars and the right to vote, and they talk about how great it is to be married and have kids, or be single and and in control of your life, they mention the mortgages and taxes, and even cholesterol, but do they mention chin hairs? Nooooooooooooo. Not a word.
That as you gain weight it’s harder to reach your own backside…e.g., you’re in the shower, washing your hair and hair gets in between your butt crack and you have to dig it out …
You know what REALLY sucks? You go to wax those chin hairs and the others under your chin and they STILL they remain? What is up with THAT?!! So, you STILL have tweeze.
…and yes ZITS TOO? Good God! I didn’t have zits as a teenager and now as a grown woman they pop up everywhere!
I think they LIED to us. Yup, they got that whole zit thing wrong.
…and what about the mustache? God, the older I get, the more hairs I get. I HATE, HATE, HATE waxing, but I can’t go around looking like a man, now can I?
and nooooo, I can’t be blonde with nice fine hairs. I have to be a brunette with dark hairs everywhere and pale skin. So, even when I shave my legs, it looks like somebody sprinkled pepper on them. Nice and smooth, but it looks like burnt cornfield stubble.
I LIKE to say that I only improve with age, like fine wine. Hah, I put on a good front, don’t I?
Yeah well I just took off the lip hairs. I bleach my chin.
Oh whats even more fun is when the combination of hormones and years of waxing and/or using depilitories and/or plucking causes “permanent” dark spots on your upper lip! yay me.
So now I’m not waxing or plucking so much just using depilatory but also using Dermablend to cover it up HOPING and PRAYING that the dark spots will go away in a few years.
If it doesn’t, I may just have a mustache tatooed on and join a circus.
Oh yeah, the upper lip hair (I refuse to call it a mustache). I do have mostly fine, light hairs and so I’m not waxing for fear they will grow in coarse and dark. But, every once in a while a big, old dark hair will just appear, full grown and loaded to bear, on my lip. One day, no hair. Next day, a sucker that seems about two inches long and thick enough to moor a boat!
We ARE improving with age–chin hairs should be recognized as a sign of beauty and sexiness (because we are all at our sexual peak, aren’t we?) and it’s just that dratted popular culture vision of beauty that’s keeping us down. We need to revolt! We need to rise up and demand to be recognized as the sex goddesses we are–chin hairs, zits, fat asses and all!
In exchange for being recognized as the sex goddess I am, I’ll take as my love god a balding, ear-hair sprouting guy with a small pot-belly and a bad knee. Heck, two bad knees, but only because I’m never painting my toenails again.
No, darlin’, you don’t hafta have sex. That is a decision for each sex goddess to make for herself–you can still be sexy as all get up and not have sex if you don’t want to.
Although those of us that want hot monkey love and aren’t getting it may look askance at those of you that can, but don’t.