My name is Jo and my very good friend’s name is Jo. I shall refer to myself as, Jo1, and my friend as, Jo2. Jo2 can wear any clothes at all. Pants, skirts, dresses, blouses, tank tops, even ponchos! I on the other hand am restricted mainly to long pants (shorts in summer), shirts, t-shirts, jumpers, jackets. All with sensible shoes of course.
Jo2 can walk down the street in a nice skirt and some strappy shoes; if I do the same I get some strange looks. At times some sniggers. On the odd occasion I have even copped abuse. Once I was even threatened with violence! So, okay my legs are a little hairy. Shaving gives me a rash, and I can’t stand the pain of waxing. So why should I anyhow? I grow hair on my legs. Why should I have to go through some pain to wear something I’m comfortable in?
Bizarrely it’s okay for me to wear shorts. I’m not sure why people assume I’m gay if I have hairy legs in a skirt, but not in a decent pair of cargo shorts. God forbid if I ever put on a nice three-quarter pant though!
Do you want to know what the difference between me and Jo2 are? The big difference? Jo2 has an ‘ine’ on the end of her name. That’s right her name is Josephine and my name is Joseph.
