I got my first period when I was 12 about to turn 13. I, of course, felt like I was the last one. My friends Annie and Sarah both got their periods before me and, I swear, it bonded them in a way that made me insanely jealous. I wanted blood to flow out of my vagina too! I wanted Kirk Cameron to respond to my fan mail and I wanted to be a woman, dammit. When it finally happened, it didn’t take long for me to realize that having your period is basically a complete bummer. And it’s especially a bummer for girls who get their first visit from Aunt Flow at a younger age. According to the U.K.’s Daily Mail, a survey of 2,000 girls found that those who got their first visit from Aunt Flo before the age of 13-and-a-half were more likely to suffer from depression than girls who got their periods later. This is likely because menstruation comes as part of the package deal known as PUBERTY and puberty sucks. And if you’re going through puberty before other kids your age, well, that’s even crappier. “Early maturing girls may feel isolated, and faced with demands which they are not emotionally prepared for,” said Bristol University research Dr. Carol Joinson. There isn’t a conclusive link, however, between girls who got their periods early and depression in adulthood, but I’m pretty sure I can blame my mental issues on my hippie mom making me wear pads instead of tampons. [Daily Mail UK] Keep reading »
This Pakistani billboard for Butterfly pads aptly describes what many of us ladies think when we hear the word “leaks.” Doesn’t it remind you of the days of yore when the iPad was the most period-y-sounding gadget ever? [AdFreak.com] Keep reading »
We hope you’ve finished your Thanksgiving turkey, because the story we’re about to tell you — about a VERY invasive TSA search — might make you sick. An anonymous woman wrote in to the website GladRags.com to let them know about her holiday airport experience. The woman went to the airport in jeans and a T-shirt, bra and underwear — and a pantyliner. When TSA agents attempted to complete a full body scan of her, the pantyliner allegedly blocked their view, and she was subjected to a much more invasive search. Two female agents — with a male agent watching — conducted a search “so invasive that I was left crying and dealing with memories that I thought had been dealt with years ago of prior sexual assaults.” Keep reading »
In my middle school years, I learned about the menstrual cycle the same way I think most of my girlfriends did — through biology class, Judy Blume books and gossip. My mom told me zilch. My older sister prepared me for nada. Of course, parents these days, a generation later, are much more proactive in talking to their kids about sexuality, and at an early age, well before puberty hits — which I’m pretty sure is a good thing. On Psychology Today’s “Owning Pink” blog this week, Dr. Lissa Rankin has 12 tips for how to prepare a daughter for maturing, including “Take her on a tour of her body” and “Give her permission to tell you anything.” Wow, if I had gotten one such tip from my mom in the mid ’80s, I probably would have felt less shy about my changing body.
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So, I’m still obsessed with Shlooby Kitten. Hipster Kitty has been great lately. And LOLCats remains genius. But my new favorite meme generator is Time Of The Month Tiger, who sums up those menstrual emotions and mishaps with just the right amount of hilarious rage. Check out a few more after the jump. [F**k Yeah I Don't Even] Keep reading »
Always seems to be after a rather niche demographic with this print ad for their maxi pads with wings — “Star Trek” fans. Because nothing takes the fun out of a Trekkie convention than waiting in line for the bathroom to change a leaky pad. [Copyranter] Keep reading »
We ladies don’t get too much eye candy in TV commercials. The advertising motto “sex sells” seems only to apply to fake breasts selling body spray and beer. But all that is changed by Stayfree’s new series of YouTube commercials, “A Date With …” Three hunks who take off their shirts, three dream dates, three … commercials for maxi pads?
“A Date With Brad” is above and you can check out “A Date With Trevor” and “A Date With Ryan” after the jump. Keep reading »
Recently, an enterprising bro made a handy iPhone app that allows men to track their girlfriends’ and wives’ period cycles. Jon Rose, who created the whimsically titled “Code Red” app, says it tracks “all of her cycles — it works for ovulation … it works if you just want to know when she’s going to be PMS-ing, it works if you want to know if she’s extra horny.”
Nice job making tricky technology work for you, Jon, but a period-oriented iPhone app isn’t necessary! There a bunch of tell-tale signs that your woman is on the rag. After the jump, we give you some of the most obvious signs your lady is riding the crimson tide. Keep reading »
Severely painful menstrual cramps may alter your brain‘s grey matter, according to researchers at the Institute of Brain Science at National Yang-Ming University in Taipei, Taiwan. Business Week reports that IBS’ brain scans suggest “repeated bouts of excruciating aches make the brain unusually sensitive to pain — in effect, making the experience of pain worse.” The scans revealed decreased activity in the areas of the brain that probably handle pain processing, pain modulation, and emotional regulation, among other things. In this way, the pain of severe cramps can alter your brain in the same way doctors suggest chronic pain does. Keep reading »
Men, are periods wreacking havoc on your lives? Everywhere you turn is there a woman eating a pint of Ben & Jerry’s or unwrapping a Tampax? Does this concern you? You never have to be blindsided again by leaving your man-cave only to confront the terror that is menstruation. A website called Flojuggler allows you to chart the periods of the women in your life and set alerts two days in advance of when your girlfriend, your hook-up or even your mom is on the rag. Presumably you want to do this so you can disregard any irrational things that come out of her mouth while she is possessed by the hormone demons. Keep reading »