I give you cooter cosmetics as a prime example. (via Jezebel, natch.)
What is this cooter cosmetic, you ask? Well, I will tell you. Or I will let the company tell you.
My New Pink Button (tm) is a temporary dye to restore the youthful pink color back to your labia. There is no other product like it. This patent pending formula was designed by a female certified Paramedical Esthetician after she discovered her own genital color loss. While looking online for a solution she discovered thousands of other women asking the same questions regarding their color loss. After countless searches revealing no solution available and a discussion with her own gynecologist she decided to create her own. Now there is a solution!
What the fuck is a Paramedical Esthetician? Is it anything like a scientician? Did she go to Hollywood Upstairs Medical College?
I have more questions. Like, who spends that much time checking out her lady parts to notice that the luster is gone? I mean, yeah, I would probably notice if I ended up with an awful sunburn or my little girl turned purple (you'd probably feel those kinds of things first, I suspect). But "the youthful pink color?" Yeah, not so much. Besides, I don't care if it's all FDA-approved and created by a Genuine Scientician, labia makeup will probably give you a yeast infection.
Honestly. This shit is getting ridiculous -- vaginoplasty, anal bleach, labia makeup -- it has to stop. It's bad enough being a woman without all of this other shit created simply to make me feel worse about the way I look. And shit I never would have thought to worry about if someone hadn't said to women, "Hey -- your pussy doesn't look quite the way it should. We can fix that!" Maybe you should shut the fuck up.