I stopped shaving in November of 2013, barring occasional maintenance trims, and I think it is one of the best decisions I have ever made.
My decision to stop shaving was, at first, kind of a joke – I wanted to take part in No-Shave November. So, I did. And then December passed. And January. And February. And then, I realised that I took no personal pleasure in shaving and decided that I would do away with it altogether.
In the following months, I discovered that my hairy legs and armpits had granted me two superpowers: 1) the ability to magically repel anyone who believed that their idea of “what a woman should look like” was more important than every single one one of my other qualities combined, and 2) the ability to easily and effectively open conversations about the way people view women’s bodies.
See, until 1915, nobody even "knew" that female armpit hair was objectionable! That's because this "discovery" was actually anrun in Harper's Bazaar, a popular fashion magazine. So, the practice of modern women shaving their armpits is under 100 years old. Throughout the 1920's, various fashion writers tried to press the issue of "objectionable hair" being a curse of the legs as well, but it didn't really catch on until the 1940's. So, this practice is about 70 years old - younger than my grandma!