Posted by: Genevieve Bleidner
on Dec 13, 2012
Periods suck. Cramps, irritability, and the weeklong bloodbath that mark a fertile lady aren’t my idea of fun. Also, having to spend a ton of money on disposable cotton crap to shove in your pants is total BULL-shit. But wait! There is a solution (to that problem, at least) and it’s emblazoned with sexy shirtless dudes who are ready to support you during your monthly visits.
Available on Etsy (and for a limited time, on sale!), ... Read More
Posted by: Maggie Carr
on Nov 20, 2012
In rural India, over 80 percent of women use rags, often ripped from old clothing, to manage their monthly visit from good ol’ Aunt Flo. Though we’re all about environmentally friendly period solutions here at BUST, the statistics tell a different story: the often unsanitary rag cloths that women use during their periods can cause infections and even infertility, cancer, and death.
When inventor Muruganantham found out ... Read More
Posted by: Maggie Carr
on Oct 09, 2012
Living in close quarters with your lady friends has many benefits, but studies show that menstrual synchrony—synced-up periods triggered by pheromones—may not be one of them.
In her seminal 1971 study, psychologist Martha McClintock concluded that synced cycles are related to the exchange of pheromones between women in close social contact.
However, a whole crop of studies have popped up since then ... Read More
Posted by: Elissa Stein
on May 01, 2012
Radiant (from Webster's Dictionary): 1. Radiating rays or reflecting beams of light2. Vividly bright and shining: glowing 3. Marked by or expressive of love, confidence, or happinessI don't know about anyone else, but that's not remotely how I feel when I have my period. There are the double-me-over cramps, fingers so swollen my rings barely fit, and oily patches on my forehead and chin that rival the ones I had in high school. ... Read More
Posted by: Ivanna Avalos
on Mar 23, 2012
I remember my first period like it was yesterday, and the memory alone makes me cringe. I was barely 12 years old and was home from school when I screamed out for my mom from the bathroom. I was terrified by my own lady-business, and I didn’t know what else to do but cry for my mami. I frantically told her what was going on, and to my surprise, she just laughed and went back to her room. A minute later she came back with a pad ... Read More