The lady with a beard

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Harnaam Kaur: 'The reactions I get are so funny: they look at my eyes, then my beard, then my boobs.' Photograph: Sarah Lee for the Guardian

Harnaam Kaur is in full flow when a young man passes our table. "He's cute!" she grins, before her hand flies to her mouth. "Oh no, he heard me!" It's a typically girlish reflex, made no less so by the soft, black hair her hand covers.

Kaur has worn her beard, a symptom of her polycystic ovaries, since she was 16. Today the thick, glossy facial hair is as much a part of her striking personal style as her electric-blue turban and perfectly executed winged eyeliner. It's a combination that makes her look like a Mughal painting come to life - albeit one with purple lipstick and matching nails.

After enduring years of bullying, Kaur has turned herself into a body confidence advocate, model and Instagram star, upending gender norms and beauty standards as she goes. In arresting bridal fashion shoots she poses with flowers spilling from her beard, or as the most traditional of Indian brides in a red sari. A photograph of her recently hung in an exhibition at Somerset House in London, while in March she walked in her first fashion show for celebrity jeweller Marianna Harutunian. Now she is one of the new entries in Guinness World Records as the youngest woman to have a full beard.

When we meet, I am slightly embarrassed by the jolt of surprise I feel when I notice how well her natural hair suits her, framing her face into a delicate heart shape. It's the gentlest reminder of how arbitrary our categories of femininity and masculinity can be.

Kaur's pride in her image is everywhere - from the tote bag she carries, printed with tiny images of her face, to a tattooed portrait of herself on her leg. But as she has her picture taken in a nearby park, it's impossible not to notice the covert whispers of nearby builders, and later as we have tea, the curious looks of other cafe customers. And I wonder how exhausting it must be to see the same startled responses every day.


After almost a decade of having a "lady beard", as the 25-year-old calls it, Kaur can find people's reactions amusing - she mimics the dropped jaws. "Since my story came out some people recognise me - but when they don't they are confused. The reactions I get are so funny. They look at my eyes . then my beard . and then my boobs." Other reactions, such as the shouted abuse or people openly taking pictures of her, are impossible to smile at, though.

Kaur's composure was hard won. She hit puberty at 10 years old, and by 12 had been diagnosed with polycystic ovaries (for which she currently takes medication), causing thick facial hair. Her self-esteem was already fragile, she says, because as a chubby, brown girl she was taunted for being "fat" or a "Paki".

Nothing, however, could have prepared her for the vicious bullying that followed. "They called me a 'man', 'a beast', an 'ogre', or just 'fat'." As a shy child, she had no way to fight back - although her parents frequently complained to her school and detentions and suspensions were given out. Kaur's mother, anxious about the way society would treat her daughter, took her to a beauty salon.

"It was horrible," Kaur says. "The wax went on, then the paper, then they pulled. I screamed so loudly the woman getting her hair done in the next door chair threw her magazine across the room. I was crying my eyes out. I did that every other day because my hair grew so fast - and shaved in between. They waxed it until my skin burned, going over the same patch again because some hairs were hard to get out. Then they would thread the raw skin, then pluck it."

Instead of stopping the bullies, the hair removal only confirmed their view that it was something for Kaur to be ashamed of. "They called me everything under the sun, threatened me with knives and stabbed me with pens," she says. By 15 she was skipping school, contemplating suicide, and self-harming. "I wanted to punish my body for looking this way. I wanted to hurt it." One day, she emptied a bottle of pills into her hand. "It was my turning point," she says simply. "I thought, 'Fuck this shit!' If the bullies are allowed to live, why shouldn't I?

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[Smack dat]

I'd hit it..

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Originally Posted by Smack dat

I'd hit it..

yeah i would show up with a razor and cream. would be more effort it's all good tho. she is married didn't know that.