Alright, human race. It’s time to stop it. It’s time to stop beating around the bush. And ladies, you know what I mean.

That’s right, I’m talking about Mother Nature’s strange creation, considered by some to be the eighth wonder of the world: the vagina, and all of the wonderful, natural, glorious scraggly little hairs that cover, decorate and cushion.

There are a million and eight different misconceptions about the vagina, and the one that peeves me off the most is the stereotypes surrounding hairy vaginas. Society has deemed it unnatural and unbecoming (not a play on words, I swear.) to have any type of body hair, especially on the female reproductive organ. Are we really in a society where we will shutter from hairless animals, but praise a hairless body? Just what exactly makes the hair so repugnant?

Why do women spend so much money on expensive Brazilians and bikini waxes, shavers and creams to rid themselves of something nature provided them with to shield the vagina from harmful intruders, like STD’s?

Sexy underwear, bikini bottoms and even some shorts are styled in a way that requires a shaved vagina in order to be socially accepted.

My question is not, “When are we going to socially accept body hair, even in ‘gross’ places?” but rather this: When are we going to accept the notion of talking about our bodies-- specifically the female body-- in a way that is neither objectification or humiliation?

We’re living in a hypocritical society that censors the use of the word ‘vagina’ on television and radio, but has no problem doing a close up panel on women’s breasts and bodies and face during an orgasmic sex scene.

It’s time to stop beating around the bush, world. It’s time to start talking-- and talking confidently -- about our metaphorical and/or literal vaginas.