My pubic hair came late, and as soon as I had a nice covering, I cut it all off. I put it in a pile on a page in my diary, and covered it with a piece of paper, taped on all four sides. I wrote, "My PH's."





When the pubic hair grew back, it grew like eyebrow hair. So on nights when there was no eyebrow hair to pluck, I went lower.

I liked the quick, intense pain that rippled down my thigh with every hair I pulled.

Pubic-hair tweezing replaced eyebrow tweezing so my skirts could cover it up.