Yup, just like everybody else - because the girly girl is still just a regular female, not a robot whose legs and lady bits and armpits are constantly shiny and new. We might get a wax now and then if we can afford it, but more often than not, we're shaving with razors just like anybody else. Or sometimes, we're not shaving with razors, because it's cold outside and we're wearing jeans instead of a dress (shock horror) and actually we can't be bothered to maintain our body hair. These preconceptions of being feminine are exhausting. Heaven forbid the girly girl takes a man home without having preened every part of her body. He'd probably just run screaming for the hills.
I love Stephen King and music festivals; I eat my toast upside down; I daydream about getting married probably a bit too much; and I wish every day for a pet sausage dog puppy (who never materialises – sob).
