Rubbish song. Seriously, I'm quite concerned about the automatic association between substandard 'burlesque' routines and perfectly unremarkable aspects of female physiology these days. It's sold to us as sort of post-feminist liberation, ooh, let's be risque and retro and sing about vaginas, or breastfeeding. But WHY?
Why does it take someone with a vintage hairdo and a crushed velvet corset to say something public about breastfeeding or menstruation?
Ok, that aside, Mooncups are fab. Never looked back since I started with one well before my MN years, about 2002 I think it was.
No trouble, no smell, practically no mess. You can't feel them in.
I do think Catgirl came in for a lot of stick earlier on though. She's not exactly the only woman to flush her tampons (and now she knows not to!
). Before Mooncup, I flushed mine. I'm afraid I didn't do even the elementary bit of thinking about what happened to them - I assumed they weren't a problem for Thames Water because everyone else did it, right? Then a close friend bent my ear about mooncups and beaches being polluted, and I cringed, and bought one.