Yep, it's the whole "I do it because I must", where 'must' is defined by someone selling a product rather than your own health and comfort, that gets my rageface going.

I shave my legs because if I don't, the hair catches painfully in denim (which I wear, oh, 95% of my waking hours); underarms because it makes applying deodorant easier. Beyond that, other people can suck it up and deal with what I was born with, or chip in the money to get me gene therapy. :D

Job interviews are the only place where I cave and pretend that I care about beauty standards; for those I will wear non-sports bras and put on makeup. (The lesson in all this: if you are NOT directly in charge of my financial future, you have no influence in my grooming decisions!)