“For your lips…”

Thanks Emily!

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I have always been fascinated by the wacky forklore behind Vagina Dentata.  There’s nothing more neato than imagining Teen Wolf in your Kitten Mitten.

This sculpture has a heart being handed out from the vagina in a femisist statement about hearts and sex and love and feminism.  Is it obvious I have no idea what was meant by this?

Yeah. So. Carry on with your bad selves.  I’ll be over here, crossing my legs, rocking in the corner.

Thanks so much for the nightmares, Kerrie!

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You know, I’d love to think it’s really quaint this artist wants to paint my quim, but I think it’s a trick.
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There’s just so many things I could say about this mosaic, but honestly? I can’t get past the ginormous Homer Simpson head on the fetus or the random protruding ‘part’ at the nether regions of the lady.

I don’t know whether I should cry or get a hysterectomy.

Thanks Shigella!

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Prom is a special time for a girl; for many it signifies the transition to adulthood with a little Bow Chicka Wow Wow in a hotel room.

Prom night is the new wedding night. Take note.

Who the hell am I kidding!? That was so like 1980; kids are far more apt to do “It” anywhere these days. Billy’s car in the driveway outside her parent’s house? No problem! Jake’s pool while his parents lounge on the deck? Sure!

Whatever. I digress.

So picture it boys. Your hands are clammy with sweat as you approach the door. Before ringing the bell (Get it? Ring the bell? Gawd, I’m funny.) you wipe those sweaty palms down the legs of your pants.

Your date’s dad comes to the door, shotgun in hand and asks you a million questions, none of which you hear because over dad’s shoulder you see her coming down the stairs. A smile crosses your face because you know tonight’s The Night: you got That Feeling as soon as you saw her in this:

Nothing screams I’m losing my virginity tonight with a horny jock in the front seat of his car like a dress outfitted with LABIA.

There’s a little back story about this one. Apparently it’s gotten back to the original site that THERE’S A VAGINA ON THE FRONT OF THIS PROM DRESS! and they’ve edited the photo to remove the VAGINA.

It’s now changed to this:

Which now clearly shows that the vagina as crawled back up inside – like a  snail retreats into its shell when it feels attacked.

But now I question if the actual dress design has been altered or the unknowing purchaser of said dress will find out there are VAGINA LIPS on her dress once it’s purchased and received?

Because really? The name just says it all: Sweetheart Asymmetrical Satin Prom / Evening Dress? Why not Satin Prom Dress a la Vag?

Poor unsuspecting Suzie had no idea that she would literally Jam Out With Her Clam Out at prom this year.

Thanks Mom-O-Matic!!

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