The vagina is a dusky tunnel, and has been, for too long, a literally undiscovered cunt’ry. Beyond what we’ve learned from science, like that clits are sensitive (duh), and popping your cherry isn’t really a thing (oh now you tell us), each person with a vagina navigates an individual and lifelong experience of their pipe organ and its vicissitudes. These are the experiences we want to know about as we develop products for you angels, and devils ;). And though quims come in all shapes colors sizes, many of them have been les misérables in similar ways.
First allow me to thank everyone who responded to Quim Rock’s Me n My V survey. Over the last 3 months, we’ve gathered about 200 responses, and it is an honor, nay a pleasure, to read about your vaginal health, your headaches and ass-aches, your resourcefulness and flexibility. Just over half of you said you’ve never avoided or missed out on sexual pleasure for fear of vaginal pain or discomfort! Get yours.
The following are going on in your vaginas: itching, insertion, fingering, fucking, tongueing, babymaking, the prevention of babymaking, birth, pH balancing, prolapse, blood collection, blood absorption, Kegels, and fascinating, often fragrant effluvia. So, a lot. You are mostly responding to yeast infections and dryness, and you are mostly using Monistat and lube, respectively, to do so.
Our sample size skewed towards people in their 20s, 30s, and 40s. Penetrative sex featured prominently. Sex, especially when rushed or rough, emerged as the cause of many vaginal retorts, including yeast infections, dryness, and soreness. Condoms caused discomfort for some and solved the problem for others. Vaginal birth changed your pelvic floor, your sex life, and your relationship to your vagina. You asked for support in normalizing and destigmatizing postpartum vaginas. Some lubes helped, others really, really, didn’t. Some of you have left the thong life behind. Some of you need the touch, the feel, of cotton. Some of you have gone organic. Some of you haven’t figured anything out and despair. Some of you broke up with him.
Over time, you learn to speak your other mouth’s language, at least enough to know when and who to call for help. Since it doesn’t talk much – though some queefs are true bits of song – you watch for signs, stings, smells, stains, oozings, and read as best you can. As I read over all of your responses, I felt so tuned in to and moved by, this collective deciphering project. You reported that, after your doctor, you are most likely to turn to your friends for vagina counsel. You found ways to have gentler sex when you needed it, which lube to use and how much (uh, a lot), and that your vagina doesn’t want to smell powder fresh or like a summer’s eve or a mixed berry, and may revolt at the mere suggestion.
If you haven’t taken the Me n My V survey, consider this your formal invitation. This is a V and V conversation, so you can V your way into it! We want to know about your vagina, and only #youknow that puppy, puppy. May we continue to learn our vaginas’ many languages, and translate our findings to friends as best we can.