I'm all verclempt

And let me tell you why.

I just watched the MTV movie awards. Not remotely entertaining. Somehow they were way better when I was watching them with a group of giggley buds throwing back..well...Buds. But I digress.

There's a Kotex* commercial out now. Yeah yeah, what can they tell us about maxi pads that we don't already know (except that when they say "feminine napkin" they aren't talking about actual napkins that you use at the dinner table.) Well the truth is that there really isn't much to tell, so they have opted, instead, to make the waters of feminine hygiene less embarrassing to navigate. The wrappers on these doo hickies are now "less crackly and noisy." AS IN--LESS EMBARRASSING.

Am I the only one who thinks this is abso-fucking-lutely retarded? THERE'S NO REASON TO BE ASHAMED ABOUT HAVING YOUR PERIOD! And there certainly isn't a reason to be embarrassed about being clean about it. The flushable tampon applicator commercials that said "no one needs to know your business, not your friends, not your boyfriend, no one..." was bad enough. I mean, the wrappers aren't flushable, so you still ending up having uterus parafenalia* around. Plus this ad inherently implies that you hang out with and/or date people that dig through the bathroom trash, looking to see if you [GASP] menstruate.

I'll admit that occasionally I was self conscious about changing the old girls suit at BFs old house when you could plainly hear every tiny tinkle and movement in the restroom from the couch. I couldn't care less about BP, it was more his brother and dad that I was 'worried' about. But then I realized that they were big boys and that somewhere along the line, some fair lady had let them in on the secret of life.

So I got over it. What a ya gonna do anyway? NOT change the thing??? Not hardly.

Anyway, it's just another symptom of sexual repression and backwards-ness.

Grrr.