Indulging My Inner Hairy Feminist
Or: Lessons from the Month I “Let Myself Go”
Nov 4 · 4 min read
During the last month, I let myself go. I stopped shaving; I stopped doing my hair; I stopped dressing up, adopting a uniform of t-shirts, hoodies, and sweatpants. I gained some weight and didn’t attempt to control where it was distributing.

