While I love being a woman, I think there are limits. You know, like standing naked in the gym locker room and putting in a tampon while other people are around (true story). Or, wearing a representation of your vulva around your neck.
Really, who would wear one of these? Who is so confident about their vagina, no matter how pretty, that they are willing to wear it around their neck? I mean, I wear a necklace with the letters M.E.G on it and get questions. I can only imagine the queries one of these beauties would bring up.
Stranger: Is that an orchid?Like I don't have enough problems with HR.
Me: No, it's a sculpture of my labia.
Of course, if I don't want to wear my vagina (not vajayjay, no bajingo or whatever cute name prime time wants to think up) around my neck, there are other options. The artist who makes these unique pieces also offers "uterus plushies" or "I love my vagina" mugs. I guess because a home isn't a home without a pussy -- er, a cat.
While I don't think I want to own any of these objets d'art, I will still be buying some of them. After all. Christmas is coming up, and I still haven't decided what to get Tara. I just know I want it to be something personal.