A new Summer’s Eve campaign called “ID the V” tests your knowledge of your own vagina. According to the quiz nearly 70 percent of women are unable to identify the five major parts of their own genitals. Wow, that seems like a really high, really depressing percentage. Anyhow, the idea of promoting knowledge about the V, and the whole concept of “to know it is to love it,” is great. Summer’s Eve is also donating $1 to I Am That Girl, an organization dedicated to inspiring confidence in women and girls, for the first 25,000 women who get a perfect score on the quiz. Also, great.
The fact that the quiz is moderated by a talking hand that refers to itself as a vagina, BIZARRE. The only thing that would have been stranger is if they had drawn pubic hair on the hand. “Honestly, between you and me,” coos the talking hand/vagina, “I almost got one wrong on my first try and I’m a vagina!” Is it a trick question? Like, wait! That’s not a vagina! That’s a talking hand! Ten bonus points. If 70 percent of women don’t know their anus from their clitoris, isn’t anatomy this bait and switch going to confuse them further? For the record, I got 100 percent on the quiz and the talking hand/vagina congratulated me with a “Thatta girl!” which made me feel extremely uncomfortable. [Summer's Eve]
Ahoy matey! It’s that time of the month. Why not celebrate it by putting this hunky pirate cloth pad in your undies and letting him guard your hidden treasure? Or not. Believe it or not, there’s more swashbuckling menstruation products sailing the crimson seas of Etsy. Click on through to see more WTF period products that make us want to walk the plank. [$9 Etsy via Buzzfeed]
Breaking news for the female anatomy! In New Zealand, it was deemed safe to use the words “vagina” and “discharge” in TV commercials. An advertisement for Carefree Acti-Fresh Panty Liners, which aired in July, was the first to drop the V-bomb on the country. Naturally, the Advertising Standards Authority received many complaints from “disgusted” viewers.
K Spice said, “I have a nine year old who is up until 8 p.m. to 8:30 p.m. and he definitely does not need to hear words like that.” God forbid he should know the anatomically correct name for a body part! Another outraged viewer complained that pairing of a naked woman (no genitals showing) and the word vagina was “overly sexual.” Gasp! Keep reading »
Coco is the master of showing off cleave of all kinds — boob, butt and now vadge. In a photo shoot for Craze magazine she wore a silver body suit, which accentuated her cameltoe, or as Ice likes to refer to it, her “nice healthy, well defined coochie.” After the jump, Coco’s nice, healthy, well defined coochie. OK. I’ve officially fulfilled my creep quota for the day. [Coco on WhoSay] Keep reading »
Eek! Bicycle riding ladies, the Journal of Sexual Medicine has published a study about the bad things a bicycle can do to a vagina. According to researchers at Yale, competitive female cyclists who had their handle bars lower than their bike seat experienced “significantly higher vibratory thresholds in the anterior vagina, compared with riders whose handlebars were level with the bike saddle.” Translation: they lost sensation in parts of their vaginas! Keep reading »
I spent most of last week being confused/disturbed by Panty O’s new kegel panties, which allow you to exercise your vaginal muscles while you wear the underwear. I found this frightening, but then I received a press release for the Magic Banana. Never heard of it? I hadn’t either. It’s a flexible accessory for “strengthening your inner magical muscles.” I’m not going to get anymore detailed, but I think you should watch the instructional video. Just do it. It uses the phrase “in the smiling position.” So it’s marketed as a kegel exerciser that is supposed to help you achieve multiple orgasms.
The Magic Banana led me down a kegel wormhole. Pun intended. Let me warn you, most kegel exercise products are pastel and look like Medieval torture devices. But if your vagina’s been slacking off, you might want to check out some of the products available to work the lazy girl out.
Miley Cyrus emerged from her Miami hotel yesterday wearing a button-up shirt that barely covered her chocha–er, I mean vagina. Other pictures revealed that she was indeed wearing shorts underneath, and although her hotel stay with her male friend Cheyne has been raising eyebrows, Miley insisted it was totally innocent, tweeting, “So now because I am engaged I can’t have a friend of the opposite sex?” Pants or no pants, we love Miley more and more each day. [Photo: Fame/Flynet]
There was a time not so long ago when famous folk wanted to create the illusion that they were NOT “just like us.” Grace Kelly was never photographed buying jumbo packs of toilet paper! Audrey Hepburn describing where she was the day Aunt Flo first came to visit? HA! Nowadays many female stars, like Jennifer Love Hewitt, are eager to overshare about their private bodily business.
If only JLH had taken a cue from Audrey Hepburn (who she once played in TV movie), we wouldn’t have had to endure news of her vajazzling habits for the last two years. At this point, we’ll never forget that she’s responsible for the ridiculous trend, which involves encrusting one’s pubic area with crystals. But we really wish she would stop talking about it already. At last week’s Upfronts for “The Client List,” she told red carpet reporters that she was vajazzled for the special occasion: “I’m full of good energy [down there]” she told anyone who would listen. Ugh. Make it stop. From bikini waxing and colonics to anal bleaching, here are some other examples of crazy celeb TMI. [Celebitchy]
This Givenchy jacket totally looks a vagina (well, to be more specific, it looks like labia). It also costs $4,145, which seems like an exorbitant price for a vagina jacket, Givenchy or not, but there are actually a few situations that could justify the expense. Here are five of them… Keep reading »