. . . the sillier shaved legs look on other women. I can understand shaving armpits - I even know several men who shave their armpits. We agree that it seems to cut back on body odor; less for sweat to cling to.

Shaving legs, though . . . a lot of women complain that, with the number of times they cut themselves shaving, along with how often they shave, they're going to become anemic. My advice to them: DON'T SHAVE! Don't like that scratchy stubble? DON'T SHAVE!

It always comes back after a day, anyway, which severely interfered with cuddle-time between me and my husband. Lack of cuddling was one of many reasons I disliked shaving my legs. He finally convinced me to stop shaving my legs so we wouldn't have this problem. It makes sense, though. When we first started dating, I convinced him to leave about a centimeter of scruff on his face so he wouldn't give me whisker burn.

Since I've left my legs alone, I haven't dealt with stubble, ingrown hairs, giving myself whisker burn, razor cuts, nor stinging sensations when my husband suffers from night sweats.

Now I'm arguing with our roommate about mustaches. Since neither of us can actually grow a mustache (he feels kinda bad about it, but my husband's been telling him that it isn't a bad thing at all) we're arguing about milk getting caught in our peach fuzz.

In other news, google Vibrams Five Fingers! These are the most awesome shoes EVER!