I have been thinking a lot lately about something very special. It is, in fact, that wonderful, amazing, slightly intimidating thing between my legs.

Yes, yes, it’s one of those sex positive articles from me again. I have a tendency to get up on my soapbox and shout ‘orgasms for all’ at the top of my lungs. I do think we, as a society, are getting so much better at talking about sex and sexual issues. Case in point, the waiting time at Dean Street Express* actually saw one of my friends be turned away.

There’s one thing that still remains a mystery to a lot of us though and that is the vagina. From simple things to the comparatively low number of women who orgasm to female ejaculation being banned as it’s “urine”. There was even a viral article recently of an image of period blood being blocked on Instagram, although boobs are often left untouched. The vagina is almost a being unto itself. Trust me, I have one to know. It smells like one thing one day and completely different another day and not one of those smells does anything to make me feel less self-conscious about it. We don’t even talk about vaginas enough to remind each other that it’s all perfectly natural and that our vaginas are ok as they are.



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