Isn't it funny how something in nature can look so like something in nature? This is a magnified photo of my vulva. You may have thought that it was a flower, but that's because my vulva is so flower-like and sweet-smelling, too.
Isn't it amazing, the way you know something wonderful is inside, but you can't quite see it? And no, I did not shave for the picture. It was simply taken in red-photo-cellular light, and all other colors are faded to virtual transparency.
I admit that I did clean up a bit. Any residuals that might have been there were tidied away - who wants to see discharge on a picture of a vulva? Anyway, I have always loved the way there are so many folds and unique spots. After childbirth, the whole area seemed to enlarge just a bit. Soon the vagina and everything shrunk back to the original size, and the newborn prepared for his driving test.
For those of you walking around with a small vulva: don't worry! Size doesn't matter. You may not be able to carry a baseball around the house, but you can still enjoy life. It could seem like I'm showing off, but it's just my self-love shining through. At night, the petals fold in and protect my vagina, just like a princess in a fairy tale. It's a bit disconcerting in the a.m. when I unfold, but one grows accustomed to one's gifts.
On an unrelated topic, I'm having trouble finding a comfortable bike seat. Any recommendations?
