If you could get a package delivered to your doorstep every month to help you "celebrate" (ha!)/get you through your period, what would be in it? Me—I'd like a cheese plate and someone to yell my grievances to (mostly about people who walk in front of me too slowly or breathe through their mouths). I may never get the no-consequences punching bag my hormones crave monthly (ok, more often than that), but someone has gotten a bit closer to the cheese plate concept.
Enter The Period Store, a monthly service that delivers care packages for your menstrual cycle. Packages range in price from $15-$30 and contain your choice of traditional, alternative, or eco-friendly period products, gourmet chocolates, tea bags, medicine packages, and, somewhat dubiously, a 5x7 art print that celebrates womanhood. I guess the idea is that you can hang your period print in your period corner, that looks a little something like this:
I got excited at this concept mostly because I figured it would help me remember when my period is coming. If I got a package of chocolates, art, and tampons, I'd know to be on alert and maybe just maybe I'd remember to put a tampon in my bag. As it is now, I've been getting my period for 13 years and yet every month feels like my first time. Every 28 days (I guess??), I wonder aloud why I feel a little off and then a few minutes later I'm looking in vain through my Mary Poppins bag for a tampon. I think this means I do not yet have my sh*t together. But a box of goodies would help! It may even make me a fully formed human. The only catch is to get started with this service, you have to answer these questions about your cycle:
These questions are stressful enough at my biannual gyno appointment (and I always lie). Am I the only one who never knows when the last day of her cycle is? I guess you could ballpark it and then adjust it later, but this step brought me to a dark place in which I wonder if I'll ever get womanhood right. I mean, I don't have a wicker chair with embroidered pillows and throw blankets from which I serenely nibble on chocolate and drink tea while I contemplate the glories of womanhood. And if a fellow female ever asks me for a tampon, I'll probably have to admit I don't have any. I suck at this sisterhood thing.
The folks at The Period Store are on to a good idea, considering monthly packages from beauty samples to bacon to sex toys are flooding the market, and if I could get past my mental block about the notion of celebrating the shedding of my uterine lining (it's just a little too cutesy for me), I'd be all over it. I have, however, bookmarked their delightful little menstrual blog, called The Periodical, where I learned Courteney Cox was the first person to ever say the word "period" during a feminine hygiene ad in 1985. She's had quite the career.
What do you think? Would you sign up for a menstrual care package?