My Deflowering: Visiting the Museum of Sex

I'm pretty open about sex. I've already talked to my kids about it. I've been married for about ten years. Even so, my visit the the Museum of Sex was quite shocking . . .

I wouldn't recommend the museum to everyone I know. Videos, pictures, and even sculptures of just about every sex act imaginable and some I never knew existed were displayed throughout. At one point, I walked into boobs, penises and vaginas flashing on 3 small screens. Another wall had 3 huge pictures of homemade sex toys, their inventors and their hilarious/sad stories. While these sound explicit, I thought the museum leaned on the educational side verses the titillation side. Like with all things, as long as you don't take the museum too seriously and aren't easily offended, it's fine. The worst part: the bar in the basement smelled strange, like old hot dogs. Don't go down there if you can avoid it.

Overall, it was fun way to spend a couple of hours on Valentine's Day. Browsing through the different floors to learn how the internet has changed sex, animal sexual behavior, and the history of sex made for an interesting date. Now that I've been, I won't go back because I've seen enough. But I will go back for the gift shop! It was a highlight for sure.

These are the gorgeous flowers Rob sent me from Sprout Home. I took a million photos when they arrived at my office. My goal was to keep taking pictures until someone made fun of me, but no one ever did. My coworkers are so nice! Here's last year's amazing flowers in case you missed them. I can't decide which ones I like better. Hope you had a fun and slightly shocking Valentine's Day!