Meet Virginia State Senator Ryan McDougle! He is one of the state lawmakers who has come out to ardently support the state’s mandatory transvaginal ultrasound bill, almost as if he had no idea what was really entailed in women’s health decisions that are usually made by women. He is pictured above speaking with some of his constituents, and he invites other constituents to visit him on his Facebook page! Some of them have, and they have some questions that concern their vaginas, ovaries, and uteri they have felt compelled to share with him, what with his sudden interest in the reproductive goings-on of strangers! Want to come take a look? There are screenshots!
Prompted by just one of the disturbingly numerous state-sponsored bills that require women to jump through a variety of “shaming hoops” before getting a (federally-legal and medically-safe) abortion, women have started flooding the Facebook page of Sen. McDougle with updates about the daily activities of their lady business. Graphic updates. Well, you know, since he’s volunteered himself to be so involved in making health decisions for women, they had every logical reason to seek him out. For advice! The comments have been, predictably, deleted from the page — but not before screenshots were captured. Read more…
Because she’s a lesbian.
That, sadly, seems to be the logic behind The Daily Caller’s daily tally of how many times Rachel Maddow has said the words ”vagina” or “vaginal” on her show. No, I’m not making this up: someone at the conservative news site kept track of the 58 V-bombs that Maddow dropped February 14th until February 24, when she was discussing the Virginia’s anti-abortion transvaginal ultrasound bill. I’m not sure why it’s newsworthy that someone said the word “vaginal” when discussing a transvaginal ultrasound. Is it because vaginas are dirty and bad? Perhaps Maddow should have said “trans-wee-wee” instead? Sounds like someone at the Daily Caller is a liiiiittle more preoccupied with the vajajay than Rachel Maddow herself may be. [Daily Caller]
“Wait, are you upset with me? Yes, I slept with him. No, we’re not dating. Well, because I wanted to, and from all indications, I thought you were definitely on board.”
While this sounds like one side of a difficult discussion with a pushy girlfriend, it was actually the internal dialog I used to have with my vagina. Apparently she wanted me to have one serious boyfriend. Quaint, but not my plan. As 31-year-olds entering our sexual prime, the vagina and I both wanted sex in the city, but how did I end up a Samantha with a vagina who was acting like a total Charlotte? Keep reading »
A little over a week ago, we introduced a new feature, Don’t Show-cha Your Chocha, in which we document egregious examples of companies trying to sell shirts as dresses, or celebrities forgoing pants, or, well, you get the picture. This week we have some awesome reader submissions to add to the mix. Remember, if you’re shopping online or checking out celebrity photos and spot a Don’t Show-cha Your Chocha moment, send the link to firstname.lastname@example.org and we’ll feature it in a post. Stay vigilant. Wear pants when necessary. And click through for this week’s roundup of awkward crossed legs and thigh clenching…
You will probably remember the name Hazel Jones. She’s the woman we told you about with the two vaginas. Ah, now you remember. We had a running bet going about how long it would be before she was offered the big bucks to star in a porno. One week. That’s all it took. The 27-year-old has received a million dollar offer from Vivid Entertainment to share her services. That’s a half a mil for the vaginas to split evenly! I doubt she’ll say yes — she seems like a proper gal — but if she does, they will have a lot of fun coming up with a title. “A Tale Of Two Vaginas”? I’m not good at this. Add your suggestions in the comments. [Film Drunk]
I have a new gynecologist. Let’s call her Bev. She’s a mid-wife so she’s not actually a doctor, but I am already more impressed with her than any other lady doctor that I’ve ever had. That’s because while she was down there, collecting cell samples from my ladyflower, she offered to show me my cervix. And I was like, “Uh, okay. Why not?” No other doctor had ever offered and I had never asked, but in that moment, as Bev handed me the world’s longest armed mirror, I was like, Fuck yeah, I am about to meet my cervix for the very first time. Keep reading »
The Frisky already owns a large rubber boob. Now we need The Big Coloring Book Of Vaginas, an actual coloring book for adults with drawings of ladyflowers to keep us busy with our Crayolas. There are even pages with questions a damsel can answer about her vagina, like “A special treat for my vagina is ___” and “My vagina likes ___.” I feel like a neglectful woman, because I don’t know the answer to either of those questions. Excuse me, I’m off to commune with my vagina. [Amazon.com]
Dakota Fanning’s Cosmopolitan cover raised some eyebrows because the “Twilight” actress is 17-years-old and we all know your hymen magically becomes open for business at midnight on your 18th birthday. Presumably, Cosmo‘s ad sales department knew this fact, which is why it sent out a sample mock-up cover to advertisers scrubbed of all the naughty stuff. The sample mock-up cover (at left) received by the NY Observer newspaper promises articles on “Spring Clothes, Hair, Nails” and how to “Feel Close After A Fight.” The actual cover (at right)? Sex! Vaginas! More sex! I guess the articled entitled “Um, Vagina, Are You Okay Down There?” wasn’t deemed advertiser-friendly. I can’t imagine why. [New York Observer] Keep reading »
That is exactly what you think it is. An sculptural interpretation of finger banging. There’s more where that came from at South Korea’s Jeju Love Land, an erotic sculpture park featuring 140 sculptures of sexy stuff. Also of note, a gigantic mosaic penis that squirts water and a bronzed woman pleasuring herself. As Liz Lemon would say, “I want to go to there.” [Laughing Squid]