Harnaam Kaur Dubbed The Bearded Lady Says No To Razors
While most women have a full scale meltdown if their beautician can’t squeeze them in for their weekly eyebrow appointment, a 23-year-old teaching assistant from Berkshire has found true beauty by growing a beard.
Harnaam Kaur, now known the world over as the “bearded lady”, is probably one of the few people who mean every word of “I accept myself for what I am.” So, ditching her razors she has taken it upon herself to give us all a lesson on what being yourself really is.
Harnaam suffers from polycystic ovary syndrome, a condition which can cause excessive hair growth to women. The problem appeared when she was eleven years old and marked her college years with horrors and abuse.
She had to hide her face with her hand when she talked to people and only wore baggy clothes to cover the hair on her chest and arms. She tried shaving and waxing but thicker and stronger hair came out, making the problem worse.
“Shemale”, “sheman” and “beardo” were only some of the insults she had to take every day. Vicious bullying at school and death threats from strangers made her resort to self-harm and thoughts about taking her own life.
But it turned out that Harnaam was tougher than the hair growing on her face and managed to find a way out her hell. At the age of 16 she went against her family’s apprehensions and was baptised a Sikh, a religion in which hair cutting is simply not allowed. And so, Harnaam let a girl’s worse nightmare become her key to femininity: she grew a beard and loved it.
She still receives death threats from strangers but the “bearded lady” couldn’t care less. And why should she? She now feels sexier than ever and lives a normal life working as a teaching assistant and enjoying a day of shopping as much, if not more, than the next girl.
Ironically enough, Bodyshockers is playing on telly whilst I write this. I observe a girl whining about how not looking like a “Miami chick” is making her life miserable. And I wonder. Do women really need to force themselves into some sort of made-up misery to feel happy? I think not.
So here’s a heads-up to the world of fashion: look out for girls like Harnaam and beware that you might have to reinvent yourselves, too. Because those of us who are hopelessly flawed can easily outnumber the perfection that only plastic surgery (or Photoshop) can offer.