My god. Again?
When she started with the period thing, she kept talking about taking away the shame, and I thought, what shame? It's 2020, my dear. But actually in the face of the immature, absurdly overinflated and at the same time inexorably dull way she keeps banging on about it, I am starting to feel some vicarious embarassment. Of course that embarassment has nothing to do with periods per se and a lot with the grown-ass woman who posts pictures of herself in period pants with ice cream in hand and claims to prepare hot water bottles a week in advance.