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Mons Pubis is the new thigh gap. (Yeah, we didn't know what is was either.)

Hips. Thighs. Boobs. Stomach. Just when we thought that women had enough to feel self-conscious about, our attention has been brought to a new body part…

The Mons Pubis.

‘The what?!’ you may ask. The Mons Pubis is the mound of flesh on the pubic bone. If you were to unbutton your jeans, it would be right there to say hello. Inoffensive, unassuming, and now, too fat.

Selfies liked these have thoughtfully raised awareness of the mons pubis.

That’s right. That little mound has become the focus of women’s body shame. Probably because we can hardly go ten minutes without seeing a hint of vagina on social media or in advertising.

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In it’s natural state, it’s nicely tucked away behind some hair. Then, all hair was ripped from it with Brazilian waxing. Some women even started sticking studs on it with Vajazzling. And now, others are actually seeking surgery – ‘monsplasty’ – to make the area look skinnier.

Poor little lady-mound.

Like most body parts, it’s probably there for a reason. A small pocket of fat on the mons pubis is normal. Unless yours has suddenly increased in size, it’s NORMAL. In fact, the bit of cushioning down there is probably for your own comfort – think of it like a bumping and grinding airbag.

Model Hannah Davis on the cover of Sports Illustrated, demonstrating her lady-lump. Cheers Hannah.

Honestly, can we all just leave our poor vaginas alone. We are already tormenting the rest of our bodies: from bodysuits that make our waists look smaller, to jeans that make our booties look bigger, maybe we should leave our vaginas in peace.

As Jennifer Weiner wrote in The New York Times, “Show me a body part, I’ll show you someone who’s making money by telling women that theirs looks wrong and they need to fix it. Tone it, work it out, tan it, bleach it, tattoo it, lipo it, remove all the hair, lose every bit of jiggle.

“Do you think Eleanor Roosevelt spent a lot of time worrying about her undercarriage?”

Embrace your Mons, ladies. Your hump, your hump, your lovely lady lump.

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