This is so bad I can’t even tag it NSFW. If your boss saw this over your shoulder, he’d just think you were looking at Hitler smoking a Marlboro.

Oh it’s impressive and all, but it really would have been something if she’d painted a picture of a vagina with her vagina. Then she could have framed the whole thing in tampons and called it “Herotica”, and Sarah Lawrence would have bought it for the Fallopian Studies building.

I realize there are lots of people in Fairyland that think this is adorable, but in the real world, you just don’t run errands with a life-sized vagoo around your neck. This isn’t Womyn’s Studies, it’s the dry cleaner, and the girl behind the counter doesn’t make enough to have to look at your needle felted cooter.

You know what else is a perfectly natural bodily function? Explosive diarrhea after eating bad clams. But I don’t see anyone memorializing that on upcycled fake wood paneling.

Although, I could be using the wrong keywords.