When I was a young woman it never occurred to me or any of my friends that we might have unsightly va-jay-jays. For one thing the young men around us seemed interested enough in that magical body part that we assumed it was one square inch of pulchritudinous pink paradise. Moreover, we didn’t really know what the bandersnatch “should” look like. There wasn’t all that much comparison back in those days. Our cooters were just the somewhat mysterious fur burgers with a side order of thighs, and that was that.
Today’s young women have grown up in an atmosphere of such intense pornification that they don’t have the same lassiez-faire attitude about their vulvas as the one my generation was able to enjoy. Nope. The expect their hoo-has to be “camera ready” and look “right”. I have ranted before about how this porn-ready trend has lead to the mind-boggling practice of labiaplasty and anal bleaching, and frankly I assumed that would be as bad as it could get. Boy howdy, was I wrong.
Now there is a growing demand for extreme labioplasty, where the labia minora are sheered off completely leaving a bare “clamshell” appearance. This look is called “The Barbie”. Some plastic surgeons are happy to do this procedure, because they don’t want their patients burdened with a “fat” minora or majora. Yes, even our Lady Lips are on a diet now. Worse, because the “escalating pathology of the vagina is just one manifestation of a fairly ubiquitous desire to deny natural variations in female anatomy by casting them as aberrations” it is considered NORMAL for a woman to want her twat sliced and diced to meet the standard of beauty, just like her face and her boobs.
The part of this that freaks me out the hardest is that little girls, those that are young enough to be pre-pubescent, are the only ones with naturally occurring “Barbie” bits. All three of my daughters have “seamless” vulvas because their labia minora have not begun to grow. Visible labia minora only belong to biologically sexually mature females. Women are altering/mutilating their bodies so they can look like six year old girls because that makes them more “sexy”. I don’t think most of the patients realize that this similarity with children is the end result of the surgery, but it still makes my skin crawl.
There is something really messed up about a culture that finds an adult female body so terrifying that it can only be “pretty” when it evokes the helplessness of a child.