People with Venus in Virgo are purists, because they CARE about accuracy: they are consecrated to the notion of exactitude as service, and they are correct—particularly in the realms of medicine and haute couture and civil rights.
We need them. And we need this transit, desperately—both now and in the fall. We need the joy of getting it right in the details, of accurate numbers, of elegant fit in classical lines, of—dare I say it? Moral rectitude. Virgo is also the sign of the critic, so woe betide anyone guilty of sloppiness or sloughing or—gulp!—cheating. Virgo is merciless when confronting these lapses; but hardest of all on themselves when a fault is perceived—another saving grace. They are honest. Meticulously so.
And so—to be in tune with the times—should we be. Because—if we slacken—Virgo will notice. And call us on it.
Venus in Virgo is a mirror. Precise, beautiful, and terrible.