"Jessa Crispin Wants You To Leave Her Vagina Out of It"
check Jessa out in the Book Standard:
Ever since The Vagina Monologues and The Bitch in the House I’ve become sick of the constant pressure to really think about my femininity—every tiny aspect of it, whether it’s what my vagina would wear if it could wear clothes (thank you, Eve Ensler, for ruining my brain with imagery of Claire Danes’s vagina clothed in a feather boa), or my outrage at having housekeeping responsibilities. And evidently my childhood was particularly rough and special, just because I spent it as a female.
It’s quite remarkable, isn’t it, that men have survived so long without their own anthologies on the very special ways their penises impact their lives? I mean, how do they know how to think about doing dishes? Oh right, according to The Bitch in the House, they never do dishes.