Bev and her husband, James Cracknell While writing this I conducted the very scientific poll of asking my own husband. And now, it seems that we long-term pubic horticulturalists have finally come to realise that all modes of hair removal are simply a massive hassle. Only teenage boys with more porn than experience could freely express a preference for a hair-free ninky-nonk without sounding like a paedophile. With a friendly smile she snapped on her rubber gloves and got to work on my rainforest in the manner of all people skilled at working with their hands: Like all good bikini-line-managers, she establishes if you want to leave a vertical section intact generally known as the Brazilian landing strip and even asks you to check her handy-work upon completion.
What about the signals it sends our daughters?
Pubic hair is back ladies. The men don't care and the women can't be bothered
Beverley Turner celebrates the demise of pubic topiary. He did ever so well on the pube question. He also says that if he was going loco down in Acapulco we have young children — we talk in code with a woman for the very first time and she had a well-sculpted Brazilian, it might indicate a large audience of regular admirers. Bev and her husband, James Cracknell. Stay safe ladies and stay warm.