It breaks my heart that Sex and The City ended. For nearly a decade, I could pretend that women really do gather together over Cosmos, talking about sex, career, relationships, and the meaning of life according to Carrie Bradshaw, all while decked out in Manolo Blahniks and sporting styling haircuts, both cranial and pubic.
Yesterday’s post “What? We Can’t Say Vagina?” got more traffic than anything we’ve ever posted on Owning Pink. And the conversation is still raging in the comments section of that post, so feel free to let your empowered, honest, authentic voice be heard. It shouldn’t surprise me that women are so hungry to talk about what society still considers taboo. That’s what inspired me to write my book What’s Up Down There? Questions You’d Only Ask Your Gynecologist If She Was Your Best Friend (St. Martin’s Press, Sept 2010). When I asked for your secret questions, I opened the floodgates. Turns out you all WANT to talk!
Hiya Pinkies. Many of you met Regena Thomashauer (aka Mama Gena) a while back when I wrote about her after interviewing her for my upcoming book What’s Up Down There? Questions You’d Only Ask Your Gynecologist If She Was Your Best Friend (St. Martin’s Press, Sept 2010). Now, I’m blessed to be able to experience Mama Gena in the flesh (and I’m talking about some juicy Goddess flesh here!) I just finished the first of four rounds of becoming a Sister Goddess at Mama Gena’s School of the Womanly Arts, and I’m so excited to share this journey with all you Pinkies.
Why is it that our doctors have become so broken? “Physician heal thyself,” or so they say. But it seems we’ve lost the art of caring for ourselves as a profession. It saddens me deeply. Yesterday, Aviva Romm, a skilled midwife/herbalist/author/artist-turned-Yale medical student called me to process the decisions that lie ahead of her.Read More...