Mum Bush? No, I’m not talking about a lovely bunch of roses that you might buy for your own darling mother on her birthday. I’m talking – pubic hair. Muffs. What’s happening in the forests of the South Pole. You know, around our vaginas.
Much to my merriment, I was reading last night that apparently, the “mum bush” is now all the rage these days. And no longer just in the porn industry!
Yes apparently, fuzzy noo noos are now making a comeback amongst the celebrity folk, who are now inwardly shuddering as they share a bath with their toddlers whereupon the poor little confused blighters discover that their vaginas seem to be a mirror reflection of their own mother’s…with absolutely. no. hair. down. there.
Yes, you can practically hear those poor little celebrity toddler offspring’s brain cells frying as once they pass the two year mark, and become interested in “bits” – namely yours and theirs – how amongst all the toddler carnage they wonder how someone who is a bajillion times their age can possibly only have the same amount of hair as them “down there” i.e. none.
Hurrah! I hear you all whooping, we no longer need to feel bad about not defuzzing our lady bits like our lives depended on it now that those wily celebrities have finally discovered our normal way of thinking! In fact, did you know we are probably, and very selflessly, doing our children a massive favour by not contributing to their early hang ups by embracing fuzz and showing that them that’s it’s perfectly normal to not have a vagina that resembles a pubescent school girl at the ripe old age of…the average age of all you mums out there?
Out with the Hollywood! Out with the Brazilian! In with a nicely (or perhaps, not so nicely) trimmed (or in other cases, more sprawling) triangle, which apparently, so legend has it, most men prefer anyway (not, of course that we do it for them…oh, no).
Let’s all hear it for the Mum Bush! Because who wants to look like a mirror image of our kids in the bath anyway? Weird…..
Wishing you all a happy #bushday ahead!