Thanks to irrefutable documentation in the pages of Playboy magazine, we know that Holly Madison favors her lady junk about as hirsute as an adolescent boy's upper lip. Not so her armpits, thanks to a snatch of footage from Dancing With the Stars (keep your eyes peeled at :13).
Apparently Holly's misplaced her Lady Schick, or maybe now that she's no longer shacking with papa Hef and his old-fashioned notions of female grooming, she can let her inner European out.