Well, there are two things that determined the writing of this post: 1. somehow I created this blog (actually Nafis created it for me, but that's not the point) and 2. since I'm doing this Vagina Monologues play and I've been hearing a lot about other women's vagina, I think it is fair to my vagina to talk about her.
See, it is a 'she' first of all. I couldn't call a vagina a 'it'. It's something entirely feminine, very well gender-determined. Actually, now that I'm thinking of it, I can't believe 'vagina' is a masculine noun in Romanian. But yes, it has to be feminine. I mean, you call a ship a 'she' and you would call a vagina a 'it'. Impossible!
So now that I've established this, let's move on. I should warn you that this is a totally random thing and does not respect any writing composition norms (let alone college writing ones). It just respects my mind's and you can rest assured that they are the most random ones ever.
Anyways, my vagina! Well, I think my vagina is a really cool thing... place... body part - I believe that this is the fairest. And I mean cool in the sense of great or awesome or other synonyms, not chilly. Because literally speaking, my vagina is a pretty hot place... very cosy... it's like... the place to be on a cold day of winter. Not even winter. But you know when it's raining outside and it's cold and you really want to stay in your bed under the blanket and just enjoy the comfort and think... I think my vagina is such a place... And you should not have second thoughts about the 'thinking' part. I guess the vagina leads to wonderful thinking, meditation, or imagination sessions - at least mine does. Just think of how many things cross your mind only when you say the word 'vagina'. You can think of the anatomy... the exterior - so well protected, so well hidden... and when she opens up... ... ... I think it's just special... it would be lovely to hear a guy's perspective, but I feel that when a woman (I would say any woman, but I'm not really sure how this works with sex workers - I'd love to know) opens up her legs and lets her vagina exposed, it's like she exposes her very essence as a woman, all her femininity: so vulnerable and so strong at the same time... and then the interior - it's like a mystery cave... and I could go on and on...
But this is just anatomy... you can take it to a superior level: for instance, think philosophically - how is it possible that a vagina can cause so much happiness so easily, when people struggle to find the secret of happiness in life and can't seem to find it... something like this...
I tell you, my vagina made me ask myself a lot of questions... she created so many images in my head... so many colors... and this is not bullshit. I don't really care for who believes me or not (actually, I don't really care if whoever reads this blog), but I think I've lived with my vagina for long enough to know her strengths and weaknesses. Actually, maybe I should mention her weaknesses as well. Her greatest weakness is that she is really sensitive... she is so easy to be bruised or hurt... which is why she's so well protected... but I think this sensitivity is really beautiful... this sensitivity... it's like a poppy. This is actually how I see my vagina... like a poppy. At first I thought it would be a red carnation... red carnations are just... so full, so sensual, so voluptuous... But actually, voluptuousness is not a fundamental property of my vagina... maybe of my body, but I'm unsure... I'd say my vagina is just essentially sensual - she just creates such a complex sensory experience... just like a poppy... she's red - no doubts, she's so soft and fragile - if your too harsh you hurt it, she can't stay exposed too much - she needs her intimacy and protection... and then the seeds of the poppy...
I'm gonna stop here with the poppy... Actually, I'm gonna stop here with the whole vagina monologue. However, I should just answer two more questions - tough questions:
1. What would she say?
hmm... Love me, please me, never leave me.
2. What would she wear?
just perfume... Channel Chance or J'adore - alternatively every 3 days...
And with this, I did justice to my vagina...
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