I’ve been thinking all weekend about the biggest fraud perpetrated on American women during my lifetime. Can you guess what it is?
Douches and vaginal sprays.
Oy, let me explain—I didn’t just wake up Sunday morning obsessed with feminine hygiene. On Saturday night we were at my mother-in-law’s house in Studio City. She was clearing out an old cabinet that had to go because of a new heating unit. Many of the items in this cupboard had not been touched in four decades. Included in the dozens of old cookbooks, cassette tapes, and newspaper clippings were six Ladies Home Journal magazines from the year 1970. I started leafing through the magazines and was immediately struck with the bizarre preponderance of ads for vaginal douches and sprays. I’m not talking tiny little blurbs hidden in the back of the magazine. No, these were full-page (often double-spread), expensive full-color glitzy ads in the front of the magazine worthy of Don Draper and his costly staff.
1970 must have been the most successful year in history for feminine hygiene products. While vaginal cleanliness was not exactly on my radar screen that year (I was ten years old), I do remember seeing Summer’s Eve bottles in my house at that time. And the Feminique spray in the ads looked very familiar. The ads in the Journal tried to use jargon from the women’s liberation movement that was in full flower in 1970, but today they come off as blatant signposts of patriarchy. What else can you call the concerted effort of Madison Avenue to falsely convince American women that they were just not okay down there?
Let me just give you a sampling of the dozens of douche and vaginal spray hard sells present in these magazines:
Your douche may make you smell nice. But, do you know what it’s doing to you? Inside? Like a good douche should be, Jeneen is gentle, while it helps clean away stubborn odor-causing bacteria. More than that, it gets at elusive odor causing bacteria other douches might miss. Which means, when you feel very very clean and very very pretty after douching with Jeneen, you really are. So, be nice—not only on the outside!
Now for every woman: the SECOND deodorant you may need whether you know it or not! Sure, your underarm deodorant protects you. Under your arms. But what about an even more serious odor problem—internal feminine odor? For that you need Norforms, the second deodorant! It’s every woman’s worry. Germs inside you every day cause internal odor—an odor different from the one on the outer vaginal area. So even regular bathing or feminine sprays won’t solve the problem. They can’t get inside to give protection where this problem starts.
Today’s woman recognizes that vaginal odor can be a problem any day of the month. But it’s a problem you can banish with Bidette. Instantly, easily. For complete, full month feminine assurance, keep Bidette handy and deal with a woman’s problem like a woman. Discreetly.
Five years ago most women would have been too embarrassed to read this page. This is about a product that would have made your grandmother faint and your mother blush. All it should do to you is make you happy. Very happy. Because now that “The Pill” has freed you from worry, “The Spray” will help make all that freedom worthwhile. “The Spray” is called Feminique. The name is feminine, which is precisely what this product will make you. Feminine in every sense of the word. From now on, when you bathe, don’t neglect the most important part of you. And don’t risk using your harsh underarm deodorant or your strong perfume on that most important part of you either.
What does douching with Demure have to do with your husband? A lot. Every husband wants his wife to be feminine. And Demure Liquid Douche lets you discover how completely feminine you can be. Demure deodorizes so thoroughly, so pleasantly, you know you’re the woman your husband wants you to be. Feminine…in every sense of the word.
Unfortunately, the trickiest deodorant problem a girl has ISN’T under her pretty little arms. That was solved long ago. The real problem, as you very well know, is how to keep the most girl part of you—the vaginal area—fresh and free of worry-making odors. Now, finally, there is a new way. It’s called Pristeen. Pristeen is a brand-new vaginal spray deodorant that’s been especially developed to cope with the problem. It works externally, because that’s where the trouble starts. Tension and pressure can cause it. So can getting all hot and perspire-y. So can your own natural body functions. No matter. Whatever starts those troublesome vaginal odors, Pristeen stops them. Pristeen is very nice to use. It feels light and dry. (Your hands never touch it, or you.) And it has a sort of pink chiffon smell that blends in with you and never competes with your perfume or anything like that. Why take chances? Starting today, make Pristeen as much a part of your daily life as your bath or shower. It’s just as essential to your cleanliness. And to your peace of mind about being a girl. An attractive, nice-to-be-with girl.
Enough, I can’t bear to type the word “problem” or “trouble” one more time. Ladies of 2010, did you know you had such problems? And that you could solve them easily, without “touching you?” I love that euphemism—was everyone in 1970 just terrified of vaginas? When did the speculum-wielding mirror-looking wave of feminism take root? Of course all such “hygiene” products would soon be discredited by medical professionals as completely unnecessary for most women and even harmful if used excessively. Today the U.S. Department of Health warns against most feminine hygiene products as interfering with the vagina’s normal self-cleaning and eliminating the natural bacterial culture of the vagina that helps to prevent infections.
Apparently douching was a uniquely American phenomenon, and is still used by small numbers of American women. At the risk of extreme TMI, I’ve never known any woman who douched and they certainly did not suffer from any “troublesome” odors that prevented them from being “nice-to-be-with girls.” As I looked at these insane ads, I was surprised there was never a spray for male hygiene in the 1970s. When I tried to research this through Google, I came across a current product for men called NodorO. The copy sounds like it was written in 1970:
“Why is it that no matter how much time and effort I put into washing my penis in the shower, I still get that awful whiff of a rancid smell throughout the day, or even right after a shower?” Let's be honest, unpleasant smells are a turn off for anyone, and the last thing you want is for a fishy smell to be coming from your own penis. Don’t worry, you are not alone! NodorO removes and prevents male genital odors. Be happier. Be more confident. Smell FRESH, smell CLEAN, smell PERFECT. Shipped and billed ANONYMOUSLY for your privacy.
Yikes. Turnabout is fair play, I guess.
The men's ad could have said, "Don't BE a douche, smell like one instead!"
Posted by: V-Grrrl @ Compost Studios | March 15, 2010 at 05:55 PM
I recall my mother having summers eve containers under our bathroom sink when I was a young girl. I am so glad that "fad" passed well before I ever even knew what it was.
Great write up. I always enjoy reading your stuff...and hearing about Charlie~
Posted by: Karianne | March 15, 2010 at 06:26 PM
I used to think my mother took a lot of enemas .... that was the bag that hung behind the bathroom door! Boy, was I naive!
Bubbe Marilyn
Posted by: Marilyn Molnar | March 15, 2010 at 09:27 PM
I guess the advent of sexual freedom was thought to bring about "more smells." LOL. I was a teenage girl back then and never thought of it as an advertising ploy at the time. It seemed to be part of the "duty" to be clean, or so my mother told me. How we were influenced! My mom had the bag the other poster speaks of so the idea of it did pre-date the feminist days. I think she was glad they invented the plastic throw-away models. Who knows who uses them today? I remember the warnings about overuse in the 1980s, too.
They still make this stuff. You see the ads during the soaps sometimes. The sales pitch isn't as "heavy," though.
Posted by: Pam G | March 16, 2010 at 04:09 AM
wow... just wow... my poor mother...
Posted by: iamthediva | March 16, 2010 at 07:27 AM
I remember falling for those ads, and bought a bag. However, I think I gave it up after one try. It was not for me. I don't recall having any problems but I didn't like the whole process. I never like using deodorants either.
Posted by: Judy | March 16, 2010 at 08:09 AM
I came here looking for a tribute to Peter Graves and you write about how I (we) smell. It made me chuckle. Feminine hygiene products upset the healthy balance of most female genitalia, but I suspect the sharp uprise of men performing cunnilingus contributed to the decrease in feminine product use; because the products leave a very strong and unpleasant chemical taste in any area to which they are applied. I just thought you might need to know that for your day to be complete *wink *wink. Now, where is the Peter Graves tribute?
Posted by: NeCole Scott | March 16, 2010 at 11:41 AM
I remember asking my older sister once what a douche was. She explained it to me and then said, "...But you don't need one. Your body does the same thing on its own," That was in the late 70's though. I'm glad I was born when I was.
Posted by: churlita | March 16, 2010 at 01:01 PM
It's funny how all of this coincided with women finally getting something semi-close to equal rights. Like, "Sure, you can work outside the home and vote but don't forget that you smell like hot garbage."
Great post!
Posted by: Sarah | March 16, 2010 at 04:28 PM
What bizarre, unhealthy products. I remember a summer's eve box under the bathroom counter, too. What kills me is that if I'd been old enough to be in on this weirdness, I probably would have bought into it hook, line and sinker. Maybe *that's* what's making me unpopular! Sheesh. The stuff advertisers can do to insecure people.
Posted by: Erin M | March 17, 2010 at 02:24 PM
Sorry to be late to this post, but this topic reminds me of a current fad that I find just as bad. Excessive Shaving of that area. Why are grown women now expected to look pre-pubescent down there? Very troubling. I have a young daughter, and sooner rather than later this issue is bound to come up. I'm thankful I've escaped this nonsense for myself, but younger women have the most insane regimens to deal with.
Can't Nature ever just take it's course?
Posted by: DebbieW | March 18, 2010 at 05:01 AM
Reading this brought back a long buried memory. I was 18 and getting married (early '60's). I was alone in my bedroom when the door burst open and my older sister (then 28) and my mother stood in the doorway & handied me a box. "What"s this?" I asked. In the blink of an eye they ran for the hills.
The reply? "Don't worry, you'll find out."
Jeez, I didn't even know what a vagina was let alone that it got dirty. Vagina a.k.a "down there".
Posted by: Paula Wagner | March 19, 2010 at 08:40 PM
Thanks for the most insightful -- and first, to be honest -- post I've ever read on feminine hygiene products. I hit puberty in the 1980s, after douching had gone out of vogue, but I still remember the FDS commercials and the catchy, little accompanying jingle. What a strange phenomenon.
And DebbieW, yes, the excessive shaving thing is equally weird.
Posted by: The Queen of Hyperbole | March 21, 2010 at 06:11 AM
As a kid growing up in the '50s, I remember "the bag" hanging on the back of the bathroom door. My mother didn't talk about it until much later, but she actually douched with vinegar. No wonder the bathroom smelled like a Claussen's pickle packing plant.
I somehow escaped being indoctrinated into this feminine ritual and pretty much ignored the ads in the '70s, although they were rampant as you've shown. Somehow I can't imagine guys worrying about their naughty bits in quite the same way.
Posted by: Big Edie | March 21, 2010 at 11:34 AM
At the risk of extreme TMI, I'VE never known any woman who douched. For reals!
Posted by: Chris | March 21, 2010 at 05:50 PM
France swallowed me so I missed this until today. I laughed out loud at the rancid smelling penis phobe.
I still can't smell apple vinegar without seeing a red and black douche bulb. Fortunately I did a strike on women's magazines starting in 1970 so I totally missed out on the streamroller of fishy smelling twat phobia.
Great article. Now being read from central France.
Amitiés,
Posted by: The Pliers | April 10, 2010 at 05:13 AM
What is the best feminine cleanser to use?
Posted by: Jana | September 05, 2011 at 09:06 PM