"If you think pubic hair on a woman is unnatural or weird, you aren’t mature enough to be touching vaginas."

- Stoya (via girl-violence)

Uncutting: Vulva Anatomy


In this post I will try to explain to you a little bit about the vulva so I encourage you to grab a hand held mirror and follow along!

Mons Veneris

The mons veneris, Latin for ”hill of Venus” (Venus is the Roman Goddess of love) is the pad of fatty tissue that…

Until 2009, the human clitoris was an absolute mystery


Not sure what a bare, sculpted midriff and a pair of short shorts has to do with anything, but this is a really cool article nonetheless.

This is so interesting. I feel so ignorant for never knowing this. Damn catholic school and their lack of sex education classes.

"Although most boys figure out how to bring themselves to orgasm by age thirteen, half of girls don’t have their first orgasms until their late teens, twenties, or beyond. Teenage girls widely agree that they get the message loud and clear that masturbation is something boys do, but girls don’t, can’t, or shouldn’t. The cultural focus on intercourse tells young women to expect they’ll begin to experience sexual pleasure once they have sex with a man (whether or not they’re even interested in sex with men). Nearly all teen boys, on the other hand, experience sexual pleasure long before they get their hands—or other body parts—into a partner’s pants. Despite the massive advances in women’s equality, young women’s sexuality is stuck in a surprising paradox. Young women are sold provocative clothes but aren’t taught where to find their own clitoris. Many girls give their boyfriends oral sex, but are too uncomfortable with their own bodies to allow the guys to return the favor. It’s still a radical act to say that women need and deserve access to information about their own sexual pleasure—not just about the risks and negative consequences of sex."



The Dangers of Masturbation (1948)

…Oh wow.

When I was about 12 years old,


My friend Nicole was at my house. We were having a legitimate discussion in the same room as my mother. All was well, until I said the dreaded word….


My mom got horribly offended and quickly reprimanded me, whispering, “Ally! Don’t say that word!”

Me, in my usual preteen spunk, replied, “What…don’t you have one?”


Just last week, on Christmas Eve, me and my mother stopped at the store because I needed tampons. Albertson’s stocks them in a very small section, which is vaguely labeled “women’s health”. I walked into the aisle and the first thing I said was, “Why call it women’s health? We all know what tampons are. It’s not like they’re fooling anyone.” 

Clearly I’m just an odd person, who has not outgrown vaginal pride.

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