Guess what? I’m going to be contributing to one of my favorite websites: Curvy Girl Guide. It’s a life-affirming site for women of all shapes and sizes. I’ve been a fan of this site since they launched and I’m thrilled to be joining the team. I wrote my first post this week, and found myself slightly intoxicated by the combination of pseudo-anonymity and an environment of acceptance. I went where I have not dared to go on my own blog. I talked about facial hair. Now, listen. If you have a Y chromosome, this post is not for you Seriously. NOT FOR YOU. Leave me my dignity and go look at this or something. If you are a woman under 25, I’m not sure if you should read this, either. If you are the kind of person who wants to know the day you will die, then you might read this as a cautionary tale. If you’d rather not know about the awful things that await you with aging, then take a deep breath, think happy thoughts, and go peruse the American Apparel catalog and download a Bon Iver CD. Or whatever it is you crazy kids are doing these days. If, how ever, the idea of a post about facial hair makes you nod your head in recognition with a slight shiver of shame, this post is for you.