and wash my underwear after a single wearing.
Who knew? Definitely not dhonig and the fine folks at Summer's Eve. No, Summer's Eve contends that the scent of a hoo-haw is to be avoided at all costs.
It's been a while since I've perused the fine articles shown at Regretsy (muttering all the while "do people really pay for this shit?").
I was having a good giggle when I came across the title Taint Misbehaving.
Oh.My.Fucking.Gawd.
File this under "really? They got money to develop this idea and build a spiffy web site?" (Warning Will Robinson! Auto Play Website! May not be safe for work, depending on where you work. SEC? Been there, done that.)
Could we sell chances to sniff our bike seats? Auction off our used undies? It's a tough economic climate, there has to be some way we women can profit from the natural scent of our vajayjays.
Next thing you know, NPR will be selling Schweddy Balls in a Bottle.