I click the blinker, just as my daughter Chloe, age 15, says, “You remember how you taught me to shave my legs – the calves and thighs?”

I turn the steering wheel right, continue up the hill, and answer, “Yeah.”

“Well, my friends Maggie and Layla just shave from the knees down. They say only strippers shave their thighs.”

My eyes pop. Really?

I’ve always shaved my thighs.

Am I secretly a stripper?

Maybe I have that sleepwalking disease where I don’t even know that I’m waking in the middle of the night to go shake my tatas at the local strip club.

If so, where’s all that cash I should be making?

I frown.

Maybe I’m not a very good stripper.

Maybe I’m shakin’ mah groove thing and people are all like, “Yeah, um, nice thighs…but uh, the rest is…well…do you have a robe or something?”

Damn bastards! How dare they? I’m up there, sweatin’ my ass off, trying to please the masses, twerkin’ like there’s no tomorrow – and they don’t even APPRECIATE it?

I “tsk” loudly and shake my head in disgust.

“Mom?” asks Chloe.


“The thighs?” she says.

“Oh, yeah, right. Well, I thought everybody shaved their thighs. What about when they wear shorts?”

“Nope,” she says.

“So it’s just smooth from the knee down and all hairy on the thighs? Doesn’t that look odd?” I ask.

“Well, their hair’s pretty light so you can’t really tell,” Chloe says.

(They’re lucky! I knew a girl in high school whose hair was so dark, she even shaved her arms. Oh! And a girl I worked with in New York shaved her arms and waxed her upper lip and eyebrow area and “sideburns!” When I asked if all that was really necessary, she said, “Honey, I’m Armenian. My entire life is devoted to hair removal!”)

I turn to Chloe. “Well, of course it’s fine – they can shave just the calves – whatever they want to do. But did they really say only strippers shave their thighs?”

“Yes!” she says. “They can’t believe you told me to do that!” She snickers. “You’re raising a stripper, Mom!”

“Good grief! It’s just the thighs. It’s not like I suggested shaving the hooha!”

“Omigod, Mom!” she corrects me. “Don’t say ‘hooha!’ It’s ‘Vagina.’”

“HooHa-Hooray?” I ask innocently.

“Vagina!” she says.

“Vajayjay?” I ask sweetly.

“VAGINA!” she shouts.

(It’s possible she’s more mature than I.)

We laugh.

She goes back to her Iphone.

I continue driving, while also silently brainstorming ideas for strip clubs that might welcome dancers like me and my friends…


Hot Chicks & Hot Flashes?


PTA Pole Dancers?

Carpool Queens?

Thong Moms?

Book Club Burlesque?


The Saggy Strippers? That’s a good one.

Are you interested in trippin’ the light fantastic – and shakin’ what yer mama gave ya?

Swing on by Darcy’s Dollhouse to submit an application. All thigh-shavers welcome.

‘Fess up, ladies! Do you shave just from the knee down – or are you shavin’ the thighs too?
If yes on the thighs, are you a stripper? If so, can you get me a job at your club?
Can I wear Spanx and support hose? Are slippers allowed?
Can I check Facebook while I’m dancing?
Can you play NetFlix on the monitors so I can be entertained while I’m entertaining?
Do you serve snacks? What’s the 401K like?
Look, strippers, just private message me and we’ll work out all the details.
And I only take crisp new hundreds. None of this wrinkly one dollar bill crap.
If Mama’s gonna bust out the Dougie and the Cabbage Patch, with body parts swingin’ in all directions — Mama’s gotta get PAID.

(This post originally ran on So Then Stories.)

About the author: Darcy loves to pull up a bar stool and swap hilarious stories with her friends about embarrassing kids, exasperating coworkers, vexing relationships, and the ever-perplexing public. And when a story reminds someone else of a SIMILAR funny tale, the laughter just keeps rolling. She won 1st Place in the Nat. Society of Newspaper Columnists for Blog Category under 100,000 monthly visitors as well as 2 Humor VOTY Awards at BlogHer in 2013 & 2014. Darcy shares her bodacious blunders and funny stories at So Then Stories and invites you to share yours too! So pull up a bar stool and start laughing! You can Subscribe or catch her on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and local saloons.


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  1. OMG I love this! My mom told me something like that growing up. “Only sluts shave past their knees”. Well, I’ve been shaving to mid thigh since forever. It’s a really special ocasion when I shave the entirety of my thigh. Like going to the gyno or on vacation. This is really more of a laziness thing rather than preserving my reputation.

  2. Oh gosh, that’s too hilarious. It’s just extra work to shave your thighs, but I’ve never in my life heard of it meaning you’re a stripper if you do!

  3. Ha! I’d never heard the stripper bit. I’m just lazy. And blond. *ducks tomatoes thrown by Armenian woman reading this*

  4. My Mom raised a stripper too. I’ve never touched a pole though. I’ve always shaved thighs, unless I’m lazy. My thigh hair is blond and fine, still and I’m 36, but I want it smooth

  5. I shave to mid-thigh. Anything higher isn’t noticed … unless I don’t stop at the thighs 😉

  6. I was a swimmer and we went from not shaving for 2 months to shaving toes to suit. I always have shaved my whole leg, too funny! It is particularly knowing the current options of hair removal…?

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