I’ve done it! I’m proud to announce that my song about hair removal is finally complete. The track has been recorded and I even made a video for YouTube. My friend Dan knows a DJ who is going to add a funky backup mix. He might play it at some clubs! The sense of personal achievement is amazing. There were times during the last two weeks when I nearly gave up. I started off so confident but around half way through was probably when I hit rock bottom. My feeling of self worth was zero. But I picked myself up and somehow made it through to the next step. After that it was much so much easier. Right now I’m feeling pretty smug.
So Here’s What I Learnt
I am my own worst critic. Whenever I’m feeling good and full of confidence, anything seems possible. However, once self-doubt creeps in, it’s really hard to shake it off. The negative reasons why something can’t be done can easily seem more powerful than the positive reasons why it can. Self belief is everything. If I believe I can do it – I can! Continue reading
Yes! I’ve crossed the bridge and broken through the pain barrier. My new song about hair removal is back on track. It feels great to be making progress towards my goal. I had a few doubts and I was so close to giving up. But a little voice inside me is telling me to keep going. This song is important to me. It’s unique and deep down I suspect that this could be the breakthrough I have been waiting for. Even if this record never becomes a big hit, it’s going to make a chart entry on my own personal top of the pops.
I come from a musical family. My mom is a karaoke queen and my dad is in a skiffle band. They are quite eccentric and they have always encouraged my sister and I to follow our hearts. My sister ran off with a circus and the last we heard she’s a high flying trapeze artist in Romania. I don’t have a great head for heights but I have inherited a flair for music. When I play my guitar I am transported to another world. It’s a place where I’m free, where nothing can hurt me. A world of peace and tranquility. Continue reading
I’m feeling terrible. Progress on my song about hair removal has hit a brick wall. Just when I was doing so well, things have started to fall apart. I’ve experienced this before, so I should have known what to expect. Self doubt has crept in and is making some pretty good arguments about why this composition is such a bad idea.
Maybe you know what I mean, when you have a lightbulb moment about doing something, and you start off your new project full of energy and gusto? I find that I get carried along on a wave of adrenaline that makes me feel invincible. I get so far down the line only to start thinking that maybe it wasn’t such a good idea after all. The reasons why my project is bound to fail suddenly seem so obvious that I wonder was I mad in the first place. No matter how much time I have invested in the project, cutting my losses and abandoning it mid flow usually becomes an appealing get out clause. I have lost count of how many times this has happened to me. Sometimes the ideas come back to haunt me later and they seem really good again. What if I had just followed them through – what’s the worst that could have happened?
I’m so excited! I’ve started writing my new song about hair removal and it feels like ideas are bursting out of me. The first stage of composing is always a whirlwind. I’m just going with the flow right now, capturing some melodies on tape and jotting down snippets of possible lyrics.
Let me tell you why hair removal as inspiration for my latest song is such a perfect choice for where I am in my life right now. At times my body hair gets me down. It needs to be managed and tamed or it starts to become a problem. My appearance, personal hygiene and self esteem are all affected if I let my body hair get out of control. Just in the nick of time, my army of hair removal products charge in like knights to the rescue. A trip to the beauty salon is nothing short of a transformational experience. Hair removal makes me feel clean, rejuvenated, attractive, sexy and on top of the world. For a while anyway…and then the cycle starts all over again.
Hair! Hair! and more Hair!
It’s bizarre how it doesn’t seem to matter if the hairy bits are public or private. Obviously my face gets first priority for 911 emergency hair removal services. While other parts of my body can be covered up, I still feel better if I know they are smooth and hair-free. Hair removal is my friend, an ally I can call on in times of need and who never lets me down.
I’m sitting here wondering if I can create something beautiful, happy, new or even just funny from something that’s ugly on the eye, causes me embarrassment and occasional discomfort, is displeasing to anyone in close proximity, and of a highly personal nature. I know it’s possible – great works of art rise from the ashes of human angst all the time, right? But this is a weird one. Let me explain.
What You Need To Know About Hairy Mary!
I know that people call me Hairy Mary. I tried used no no hair removal after I saw it recommended at this site. They think I don’t notice the little comments and jibes here and there. I’m bright and bushy and that’s not just my tail. Hey, sure I can laugh about it, otherwise I would probably cry. I know that there are more important things in my life than a few stray hairs poking out here and there. Even so, it would be nice to get my body hair under control and not have to plan my life around my next dilapidation session. I wax and pluck, shave and bleach, and I’ve even tried laser sessions. Laser hair removal is both expensive and painful, in case you’re wondering!
My first love is music, not some guy. Maybe I’m afraid that no-one will love the ape girl in the corner. My songs are my passion, my future, and my life. Breaking into the industry is a bit tricky though. I’m trying to come up with innovative ways to get noticed. I’ve written a few tunes and I think they are really good. I’ve set up a Facebook page and my own YouTube channel. You’ve got to have self belief, right?
My problem is that looking the part is all wrapped up in that self esteem package too. That’s where I fall down. It’s hard to think that you truly look great when you’re a girl whose chin is growing a beard.