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I have a confession to make. I don't shave my legs in the winter. Random. Yes. But I know that I am not the only woman on this earth that skips this step when it's cold outside. Let's be real. I can be sexy with some hair on my legs right? I don't feel any less sexy and my husband is cool with it. I asked him on many occasions to the point where he told me to stop asking. He said as long as he can't braid it he is cool. LOL! Would I shave my legs if he didn't like it? Of course! I want to make him happy. It feels good to know that my hubby is happy with just me though.

I am putting my business all the way out there but that's alright. I am cool with it because I have already impressed the man I want for the rest of my life and I don't need approval from anyone else but him. I just need to know if I am the only chic out here that allows my legs to be extra warm in the winter. Think about it. It's pretty practical and cost effective. You are giving your beautiful and very sexy hairy legs the opportunity to hibernate from all of the nicks, cuts and shaving creams (that are laced with chemicals ---just being honest) they are subjected to on a daily, weekly, and howeverlongly basis. Your legs will thank you during the cold days because you kept that extra blanket of warmth on them. Also, you are saving the money you would use to buy those razors and the shaving creams. Oh! And you give your poor back a break from all the bending. So you save on that Chiropractic bill as well. See! So many benefits!

I am being funny but honestly shaving in the winter is not my thing. I wear nothing but pants, long skirts and tights. It's pointless really. Can I get a witness?? Holla if ya hear me! Ladies, put your razors down and unleash the beast! 😂😂😉

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