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!

My body image directly affects my self esteem. When my body hair is getting me down, my sense of self worth is really low. That’s when negativities strike and can easily knock me off course. Conversely, when my hair removal upkeep is maintained, I feel sexy, feminine and positive. A positive outlook makes achieving my goals much easier.

My music reflects my innermost thoughts and feelings. Whatever the emotion, it’s plain to hear. Music doesn’t lie. A song tells a story, and this song is my story about my battle with body hair removal. But it’s more than that – it’s a tale of triumph over adversity. It’s how I beat my demons. Music as a medium of expression has helped me face my fear.

Goals and dreams are nothing without action and persistence. It can be hard staying focused on the end result without giving in to distractions. Sometimes sacrifices are necessary. The reward is there at the end of the rainbow but I found out the hard way that it’s not always there the first time you look. It’s worth it to keep going back again, not to give up. Ideas should be developed, especially when there is nothing to lose and plenty to gain. Giving up makes me feel like a failure, even when I try to make excuses why that’s not the case.

Worrying what other people think is a waste of time. I spent so much energy wondering what people would think of my song, that there very nearly was no song. My family and friends love me and will always support me. People who do not know me cannot judge me.

Confidence and beauty come from within. I’m still the same person no matter what. I may be hirsute, but I can hide it well.

P.S. My working title for the song was ‘Song for Simon’. I’ve changed it to “The Truth about Mary”. I hope you enjoy it.

Background check

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.

Hair has always featured big in my life too. I was born with hair that Elvis would have been proud of. I should have sold my virgin hair for a fortune, but it got lopped off and swept up before anyone realized its value. Those were the days before the human hair trade had really taken off. With puberty, my body hair grew thick and fast, and my life changed forever. My love/hate relationship with hair removal began. I tried and tested every new method until I found what worked and what didn’t. My skin was plucked and tweezed within an inch of my not so pretty little life.

Somewhere down the line the penny dropped that hair removal doesn’t have to be an all or nothing affair. A sensible amount of body hair management is required. The darned stuff keeps growing back, but it doesn’t have to ruin my life. I have acquired the skill of hair removal by rotation. I carry out different hair removal procedures every week so that no more than one single area of body hair ever reaches critical mass at the same time.

A few days ago everything was getting on top of me. I was filled with self doubt about the validity of my new song and what people would think about it. I was worried about people judging me for writing a song about hair removal. Thankfully, sometimes it just takes a break to get things back in perspective. When I picked up my guitar today, all the pieces began to fall into place. The melody has taken on a life of its own. I have the makings of a fine song. The lyrics need a little more work, but I’m getting there. There is nothing to fear. Best of all, I feel pretty.

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 thought that my body hair issues and struggles with hair removal might provide an interesting and thought provoking subject for a song. As an artist, I know that I must be open to baring my soul to further my career. It comes with the territory. A hit song that stands the test of time is always driven by emotion, and causes an emotional response in the listener too. Of course, there are other important elements as well. A good song has a distinctive rhythm, beat, riff or melody that immediately appeals to the listener and becomes ingrained in their mind. It might have a predominant certain instrument. A well crafted track has a central theme the whole way through that captures’s the listener’s attention. I want my new record to be the song that people can’t get out of their heads, the one that they turn up the radio for, sing along to, and ultimately buy on CD or download. Nothing less will do.

So What’s The Problem?

It’s not a shortage of musical inspiration that’s the problem, if anything I’ve got too many possibilities on that score. Happy or sad, fast or slow, pop, rap, rock, classical, country, disco or ballad? A mash up may be in order. Hey, actually that could be really cool!

My nemesis is the hairy big cloud hanging over me. What if people don’t understand what I’m trying to say about my body hair and why it means so much to me to remove it? If I get laughed at and mocked, it will achieve nothing and possibly make my situation worse. Maybe I should just keep my contribution to the music industry under wraps and save myself a whole lot of bother. My bikini line may never achieve Hollywood status. But what if it does?

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.

Different types of hair removal methods have different personas. Each has their merits and drawbacks. The trick is knowing which is appropriate at any given time. Oh, how they like to keep me on my toes. Need a quick fix? Whip out the razor. But it’s payback time soon after and I always repent at leisure during the wait until the regrowth is long enough for something more effective. Then I can subject myself to the short sharp shocks of the waxing strips. Hot wax is boss and gives me pleasurable pain. In terms of performance, hair removal cream is somewhere in between but is let down by its smell. Epilation is self torture in disguise. Lasers are the big guns for long term gain. Tweezers are perfectionists making a bow at the grand finale. None of them is independent or superior to the others. I’m hooked and I need them all.

My song is about all this and more. Body hair is a fact of life. It’s natural so I’m not saying it’s bad, each to their own. In my case, I just prefer less of it. Hair removal helps my cause and I champion its advances. The song I am writing is a celebration of hair removal and what it means to me. I am telling the world that I want to break free from body hair and this is how I do it! I’m reliant on the solution but not in a bad way.

Now I just need to figure out how to put all that to music.

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.

The “Song For Simon”

I missed the X Factor auditions last year because my beauty therapist had flu. I just couldn’t go and meet Simon Cowell without having my legs, arms and underarms waxed. I would have been Scary Mary. Underneath all my bravado, like many people I don’t feel 100% confident unless I think that I’m looking my best. My body hair is my weakest link.

I was going to send Simon a recording of my performance on CD with a note explaining what had happened. But my mom said to write  him a song instead, you know, something that would really grab his attention. She said to make it about something original that I know and care about. Voila. There it was – my moment of truth. When people say they have an epiphany, a life changing moment, it’s hard to imagine what that might be. For me, suddenly everything became crystal clear. My body hair problems were standing in the way of me reaching my dream.

I decided that I’m the only one that can take action and turn the situation around to my advantage. I’m going to write a song about my body hair and explain it all, how it makes me feel and why I missed the audition. I’m calling it “Song For Simon”. I hope it will appeal to the kinder side of his nature and give him the chance to show that he is a compassionate human being.

This may sound tongue in cheek but actually it’s just my way of making light of my body hair issues. It’s not like I haven’t tried everything. I have a separate shelf in my bathroom devoted to hair removal products. You should see my drawer full of gadgets – epilators, electric tweezers, and mini razors for hard to reach places. I carry a small tub of facial hair bleach in my purse for emergencies.

It’s time for me to face my demons and get them out in the open. Music is the only way I know how. I hope that composing a song about my struggles with body hair and its removal will be relevant to others out there too.

So yes, it’s serious. I’m making a public commitment to write this song. Who knows if it will be a classic, or a future No. 1, but it’s just something that I feel like I have to do. It’s a journey into the unknown but I have a gut feeling this is something that I need to get out of my system. I’m not sure how long it will take, but I’m not going to stop until it’s finished. Hopefully once I get started the ideas will just flow. When am I getting started? Right here, right now!