Last, but absolutely not least, simply for the fact that this was by far the most amusing test of all, we have a tube of what's essentially highlighter for your V. You know that glazed-donut-like shine we love to coat our cheekbones with? Well, apparently The Perfect V thinks we need to provide the same glazed goodness to our nether parts. And, while I absolutely hate the idea of being marketed to like I need to look like a glossy little pornstar, I had to try it. In fact, not only did I, but I figured my ex-boyfriend-turned-roommate did too. Equality, right?

Let me break it down. After trying the first seven products, it was finally time for what was meant to be a gorgeously glowing cosmetic enhancement for my V (and his P) that was simply irresistible. Look, it's hard for me to not drool over a KrispyKreme donut; it is not hard for me to contain myself over a shimmering P. What was hard? Containing my laughter and knowledge that I now had endless ammo for years to come. After all, I got a guy to go all Edward Cullen and it didn't even take stepping into sunlight to make it a sparkly reality. As for his thoughts, he liked how soft it was but didn't think it'd make much of a difference in the big scheme of sex considering at the point a guy sees a V, a little glitter isn't going to make it or break it.

So, what have we learned? There's an eight-step skincare routine targeted towards vaginas. While it was created by women, it's hard not to wonder how men's opinions and societal beauty standards played a role. In the line there are a handful of quality products I'd gladly post in a shelfie, as well as some I simply can't get behind. So, what's the real consensus, you might ask?

The Perfect V? Roughly $300. The chance to laugh endlessly at what the world of gimmicky beauty trends has come to with your BFF? Priceless.