He makes me lie down in green pastures; he leads me beside still waters.
He restores my soul. He leads me in right paths for his name's sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil;
for you are with me; your rod and your staff - they comfort me.
“It wouldn’t shock me. I’d notice it. But I wouldn’t get up and walk out.” I’m sure you wouldn’t. “Oh, I’ve got friends who would say – shamefully, but still – ‘I like her, but I don’t like her downstairs, so I won’t see her again.’’’ I am stunned by this. “Guys like women to look a certain way,” Jones says.Cynthia Chua, the 39-year-old founder of the Ministry of Waxing empire, has a slightly different perspective on the subtext. She tells me that she has a full body wax on a regular basis. “But I don’t do it for a partner. I don’t think anyone does it just for a partner any more. I do it because I get depressed when I don’t wax. It is half an hour when I look after myself. That’s what grooming is about.”Of course, she would say that. Her flourishing business (more international outposts and a pop-up wax station in Selfridges are coming soon) is built on it. But there is perhaps genuine merit in what Chua says too. Depilating is about upkeep, maintaining yourself, tending to yourself; it isn’t just about gussying yourself up for the benefit of porn-addled youngsters.Will it ever end? Will we ever make peace with our hair, grow it out, let it be?
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