I was in my mid 20’s when I realized that what I had been taught to call a vagina, was actually a vulva and NOT a vagina.
I was so shocked that I didn’t even know what my own genitals were called. How is that possible!?
As I kept learning about the anatomy of vulva-bodied people, my sadness and frustration about the lack of knowledge increased.
I’d have conversations with people in their late 60’s who were still referring to their vulvas as vaginas. When they said “vagina”, I could feel the disgust, the shame, and the discomfort that came with saying this word.
I find this deeply heartbreaking…
I realized how privileged I was to have this knowledge about my body, and I want to keep sharing this with people.
Knowing our bodies is vital for happiness, and this collection opens that conversation.