it’s been 40 years but i finally made it to jeju, the epic, famous, Black and Korean owned spa in Atlanta in which ask the rooms are magic and hot and their uniforms actually fit big girls and they do hip baths.

hip bath, aka yoni steam, aka extra tight.

this post is short af because there’s not much i can say about sitting on a stool with a hole in it, 19 magical herbs steaming into me from a hot plate below, under a circular cape that created a private stream room from my neck down. it was daunting at times (is the kitty on fire?) and healing (have i ever done a public blessing just for my yoni?) and i immediately wanted to make it a monthly ritual.

in brief? go steam your euphemisms.