Grow bushes or keep it bald

The question hangs in the air like a dare — natural and untamed, or smooth and bare? Your fingers trace the decision, skin warm under the bathroom light, every option its own kind of invitation.

You consider the contrast: soft curls catching shadow, or nothing between touch and sensation but nerve endings firing clean and sharp. Neither answer is wrong. Both are entirely, deliberately yours.

Whatever you choose, the choosing itself is the point — standing there, unhurried, owning every inch of what you see in the mirror. So tell me, what does your hand reach for first?