it’s normal

A new series I will post bi-weekly featuring little surprises our bodies may throw our way that (although never discussed) are actually fully normal.

First up:


Decided this was the year I'd stop being ashamed of 'em (I still pluck, but mostly because it's just so satisfying).

I've toyed with the idea of doing the same for my vagina -- so zen. Can you imagine? I see it happening on a rainy day, with nowhere to be and nothing to do. I'll light a candle, throw on some Nina or Carole and get lost in the forest of pubes. 

Comment with more of these gems -- the more obscure/seemingly-vile the better. Have at it!