The most romantic present I ever received from a boyfriend was a vibrator. It was pink, oh-so-pretty (looking slightly like a unicorn horn), and immensely useful. This handy device is still a routine part of my life, unlike the fella who gave it to me.
So why would I want a vibrator instead of roses, chocolates, or shoes? Because I like sex, that’s why. And, as a feminist, I feel quite entitled to sexual fulfillment.
The ability to satisfy myself sexually is a big part of disconnecting one from the sexual norms of society that see masturbation, especially among women, as unnatural.
So when I received my lovely device I wasn’t only excited at the adventures it and I would have, but also thrilled to be with someone who recognized my sexual needs.
Of course, having a mattress session with a vibrator is different than one with a person. But by being able to have the means to sexually satisfy oneself alone makes the choice to invite someone into their bed quite meaningful. It becomes a privilege.
It’s now not all about sexual pleasure, but becomes about human connection and correlation.
Of course, sometimes it’s all about sexual pleasure and having a good tangle in the sheets, but by acknowledging our sexual needs we normalize them, take away the stigmatization, and begin to see them as a vital part of well-being.
So girls (and boys), with Christmas approaching, why not head to your local sex shop and check out the wide selection of lovely vibrators?