Not By the Hair of my Chinny-Chin-Chin!

Any other women my age out there battling the thick, wiry, mutant, colorful whiskers of female middle age? Let's break it down:

1. THICK - Know that "click" sound you hear when you cut wire with wire cutters? Yeah. That one.
2. WIRY - They protrude straight out from the face - no smoothing along the skin. Straight. Out. Seriously, watch out for direct light on the chin.
3. MUTANT - If I didn't have actual stuff to do during waking hours, I could WATCH THEM GROW. Seriously, desired hair cannot hold a candle to this hormone-enraged scourge.
4. COLORFUL - My hair is brownish blond. I can genetically account for the red, although the red in my hair is just barely. But BLACK? What? Someone is going to have to help me understand this.

What to do?

1. Pluck? NO. Why? 1) too many; 2) EFFING hurts.
2. Wax? Been there, done that. Never again. Why? EFFING hurts. Doesn't last. Hairs are thick enough that the ripping off of the wax feels like mass simultaneous plucking.
3. Nair? Tried it. Doesn't touch them.
4. Clipping? I guess this is it. At least 2, sometimes 3, times per week. Why? See #3 "MUTANT" above.

#TheStruggleIsReal