In human anatomy , and in mammals in general, the mons pubis or pubic mound also known simply as the mons , and known specifically in females as the mons Venus or mons veneris   is a rounded mass of fatty tissue found over the pubic symphysis of the pubic bones. For females, the mons pubis forms the anterior portion of the vulva. It divides into the labia majora literally "larger lips" , on either side of the furrow known as the pudendal cleft , that surrounds the labia minora , clitoris , urethra , vaginal opening , and other structures of the vulval vestibule. Although present in both men and women, the mons pubis tends to be larger in women. The mound also becomes covered with pubic hair. It often becomes less prominent with the decrease in bodily estrogen experienced during menopause.
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And she does it by selling sexy selfies online. Sometimes is good to sit back and have a beer or smell the flowers get away from your desk, take a walk outside, see the sunshine. Smile a little…we are only here for a very short time, enjoy it. In November, VonHesse began revealing more skin on her Instagram page. She quickly realized she was an online hit, reaching nearly , Instagram followers, and could profit from all the fans who wanted to see more of her. So she decided to take control and increase her finances as well as her followers. So how exactly does this work?
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If there ever was a real come-to-Jesus moment, it might be seeing your naked, postpartum body for the first time. I know it was for me when I was staring at my fleshy tummy in the brutally unforgiving lights of the hospital bathroom. It's easy to get caught up in wanting our bodies to bounce back, given how, as new moms, we are inundated with images of seemingly perfect celebrities who practically sprint out of the labor and delivery ward in skintight spandex.