Vulva Love

Meet Vivianne, my Wondrous Vulva Puppet

Do you have a Vulva?

If so, Congratulations! It’s beautiful.

Don’t believe me? It is. Have you ever looked at it? I am surprised every single day by women who tell me that they’ve never looked at their pussy. (Side note: I love the word “pussy”. It rolls off my tongue in a delightful manner. I find it to be both juicy and powerful. I know this throws some people off, so please insert the term you are most comfortable with if you are not a fellow pussy fan. Vulva is also wonderful, but too clinical for some. English is a varied and expressive language, but we lack universal terms for many aspects of sexuality.) The next time you have a bit of you time, grab a hand mirror, undress, find somewhere comfortable and take the time to get to know your pussy. Examine your labia, roll back your clitoral hood and behold the beauty that is the external head of your clit. Behold the beauty of your body. You are beautiful, and so is your pussy. Examining yourself may get you slightly aroused, and the visual changes as your arousal grows is also a beautiful transformation. Masturbate if you’re so inclined, the body’s response to sexual stimuli is awe inspiring.

Female bodied people often have a deep shame surrounding their bodies. While less discussed than the shame over cellulite on our thighs or love handles, often the deepest shame resides around our vulva. Our labia. Our clits. This shame doesn’t just effect our self-esteem, it can effect our very abilities to experience pleasure, to orgasm. Your pussy looks different from mine, and neither of us looks like the photoshopped porn starlet. That’s good. That’s the way it is supposed to be. Yours is beautiful, mine is beautiful, hers is beautiful. Every pussy is a beautiful pussy.