Today, whilst at the coffee dispensary I frequent, I overheard the barista and baristo debating the merits of facial hair … and body hair in general. Nosey eavesdropper that I am, I questioned them about the final verdict while they made my espresso. The gentleman said that he had had good luck with the ladies with a few days’ stubble, and I conceded that my woman has also expressed her preference for this degree of unkemptness (sic) on numerous occasions. The female however, expressed her preference for a man with a thick beard, long hair, hairy chest, manly smell, and even raised by wolves if possible. She went on to lament that men these days were just far too pretty, (I apologized for this) and that women her age (mid-30s) appreciated manliness.
Now I don’t even want to touch the issue of hairiness constituting manliness, but I have noticed that facial hair, and body hair by association, have a love-hate relationship with women, and vice-versa. And typically I find that it is older women who prefer au naturel while their younger counterparts prefer a body that bespeaks perpetual adolescence (read: shaved balls). While this cleave in opinion based on age group is interesting, it hints at a far more interesting issue: the general division of opinion on aphrodisiacs, irrespective of age, gender, etc… Not all aphrodisiacs are created equally and I find it to be consistently true that their is rarely a middle-ground when it comes to turn-ons. (nobody is “meh” when it comes to vaginas; either you’re “dick-riding” vaginas or you’re riding some dick) Same thing with copious amounts of body-hair, (stubble doesn’t count) it seems to be a love or hate thing. I can’t help but feel that a woman who likes her man with body hair to the RobinWilliams-th degree, has some latent feelings of zoophilia she has not dealt with.