No, seriously, I'm about to get really, really girl-graphic in the following product review -slash- rabid fan letter to a hygiene item, so please consider this to be fair warning if you're a squeamish person in general or a man who'd rather not know what's behind the curtain.
So to speak.
Still with me? Good. Prepare for the gospel of The Keeper.
Protest as we rightly might about many things, there is one very solid difference between women and men: every 4 to 6 to 8 weeks or so, depending on the wash of hormones floating around in the meatbags that are our bodies (and provided that one is not medically halting or incapable of it), all the ladies out there of a certain age deal with menstruation. I will not get Earth Mother on y'all and I will not pretend that I'm tuning into my Moon Cycles or touching my Goddess Within (not figuratively touching it, at least), but in the past four years or so, I've experienced a sea change in the way I consider my period. I attribute this to my choice of menstrual devices, because four years ago I switched over from disposable items to a reusable rubber cup for catching blood in the body.
Yes, bleached cotton is bad for the cooze and feels icky. Yes, disposables are bad for the environment. Yes, I haven't spent a cent on disposables in four years, and this rules. Yes, there is something really, really satisfying about manually inserting and removing the Keeper, because in a culture that will scarcely say "period" in a tampon ad or use the color red on feminine product packaging (with the notable exception of kotex, who uses a red dot alongside their catchphrase "love your period"), this kind of gore is not allowed and not sanctioned--and believe me, this gore is powerful, and it's fun to experience that as a cultural protest.
But really, the biggest reason I love using the Keeper is that I can ignore my period completely and get on with my life. I can do whatever I want, whenever I want, anywhere I want. Last year I endured a five-month long bleed leading up to an uncool but manageable medical diagnosis, and without my Keeper, I might have gone insane; I never would have been able to have had the little sex I then felt up to having without it. How could anyone travel without one? I would never go to India or Morocco (with their Turkish-style toilets...) and expect to use disposables in a country (ah, actually countries) with a trash problem and a water shortage. (I did, however, do 6 months in the Australian rain forest without it and this was a huge and memorable mistake.) How could anyone be completely unencumbered by menstrual worry without one? I've navigated state fairs, music festivals, craft fairs, trade shows, and road trips, all with comfort and ease.
I LOVE THIS THING! GAH!
Let me know if you have any questions, and thanks for listening, blog. I don't think it is an exaggeration to say that the Keeper changed my life.
(Before you even say it, no, I don't get commission. I just want every girl I know to know that there are viable alternatives to discomfort and forced mindfulness.)







i'm glad the keeper works well for you, nora. but the keeper does not work for me. i don't like having anything up my vagina unless it's a vibrator, or a lover's finger, tongue, or dick. i can't stand having a rubber cup up my cunt for hours and hours, where i can feel it, uncomfortably, all the time. i've traveled to china, across the u.s. and canada with pads. if there isn't a trash can available, i just roll them up, put them in a ziploc bag, and discard them when and where i can. i haven't done a stint in an australian rainforest....if i were going to go somewhere remote, i'd use cloth pads, or try seasonale. my insides are allergic to the bleach in tampons, so those aren't an option for me.
gore is fun? gore is powerful? i disagree. it's just blood from your uterine lining, that's all. it's a bodily fluid, nothing more. i agree with you that people don't like to refer to it, or see it for what it is--that's why there's the "feminine hygiene" section, a phrase that i will always loathe.
disposables are terrible for the environment, no doubt about it. which is why i'm switching to cloth pads.
i'm not "encumbered by menstrual worry." i exercise a lot, i watch what i eat, and i haven't gotten any cramps or pms in years. pads aren't perfect, but i don't mind them, really. i've ridden horses all day long while wearing pads, i've scuba dived (waits for the inevitable muff-diving joke) and hiked up mountains while on my period, and none of these activities were uncomfortable for me at all.
it's great that there is an option like the keeper. but i don't mind having to pay a bit of attention to my period, because for me it just isn't that big of a deal. the mindfulness, for me, is no more forced than remembering to eat or take a crap.
but this is all just my opinion....for the little it's worth.
thanks for posting about this, though.