Car Tweezers
No, really this is genius.
In my early twenties, I plucked my chin hair in secret. I would sneakily grab the tweezers and lock the bathroom door behind me. Or if I was in a pinch—away from home and unprepared—I would use my finger nails to pluck those few unruly hairs.
That was better than the anticipated horror of someone seeing those hairs sticking from my chin. Who? A love interest who would be disgusted. A student prepared to roast me in the front of the class. A friend who would never text or hang out with me again due to my nasty, gross, disgusting ass chin hairs.
In my thirties, the hairs spread and multiplied. My genetics and hormones betrayed me, but I didn’t care as much. By thirty, I was five years deep into my marriage, and the pandemic had shut everything down. My husband wasn’t any less attracted to me, and you can’t see chin hairs on Zoom.
Panic plucking was now only reserved for moments when I would have to leave the safety of my home and venture out into the world. And if I forgot, I wasn’t above turning the car around or seeking out a pharmacy to buy tweezers to rid myself of those nasty chin hairs.
But recently, it was on either Reddit or Twitter (X as very few people call it), I saw a post of a woman plucking her chin hairs in the car! And all the comments discussed having tweezers in their car for the same reason THIS IS GENIUS! How in my eleven years of plucking chin hairs have I not thought of this?! The clouds have parted, and the things are clearer!
With my car tweezers, never again will I have to worry about those pesky chin hairs embarrassing me. Never again will I have to hide in scarves and turtlenecks. Or hope my hat will distract people from my chin.
Social media can be awful sometimes. But sometimes, it can be world-changing. That post showed me that there are thousands of women who share my secret shame. And together we can rejoice in car tweezers saving the day.