Archives for posts with tag: dancing

A walk in bluebell wood. Sans bluebells, obvs. It was frosty and crunchy and beautiful.

Snow! It still makes me so excited to see the first snow.

Dancing and singing to Christmas songs.

Remembering I had hot cross buns I could eat for breakfast.

Doing a YouTube dance video for 15 minutes. Warmed me up and got my heart pumping.

Seeing a Vulva Christmas decoration within minutes of them going online.

The nature artwork at the Baltic.

A slice of pizza.

Meghan Trainer, Made You Look. Making me strut through Kings Cross.

Seat dancing to the Bangla music whilst cutting out labia.

Chatting with Merium whilst we set up.

Watching her sister twerk with her feet up on the wall.

A lovely sunny health and nature walk looking for mushrooms.

Singing and dancing as I cooked.

I made a whole moussaka! I’m not even sure I’ve eaten moussaka before.

50p for some cotton from the Designer Collective.

Dancing and singing.

Talking to Jo and therapy.

Sorted through my clothes and decided to wear more of the fancy ones.

Dancing as I cooked dinner.

A tentative start into Adriene’s new 30 days of yoga

The White Cube.

A second date with Tom and Kim.

Dancing in the kitchen to Christmas songs.

Chatting to Caroline and Chris after lunch.

Eating Port Salut as a fuck you.

Singing and dancing as I cooked dinner

Got to see my coil in my uterus.

Getting to walk around the park twice for work. And it was so sunny!

The stupid toilet seat at the hairdresser’s

An evening alone in the flat, singing and dancing whilst making dinner and not wearing underwear.

Going to give Jo’s Dino tails to her and tell her I love her. She really cheered me up.

Recording a special Labia Lessons for people to download.

Dancing to Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush whilst brushing my teeth.

I think I’ve finished the booklet!

I had a beer and a kitchen jig to celebrate.

Designing stickers, planning the box and buying teeny tiny envelopes

Getting onto the surgery waiting list.

Vegan cheese board with no pants on, on the blanket on the living room floor infront of the tree.

Good Eggs Christmas Zoom.

Also singing ABBA songs and dancing around the living room with Sean.

A walk along the river with the sky bright blue and some cows.

Dancing to raise the energy. With Taylor of course.

More Task Master. I’m not ashamed. I love it.

Ally Pally fireworks. Genuinely really good.

Followed by the random but brilliant mariachi band in the tent. Feeling like I was in a festival, but in London.

Watching the huge bonfire. There’s something so calming about watching a fire.

Zoo programme full of cute animals.

‘you could just wank into my mouth Alec’. Wiseman wedding.

Dancing. Sliver of tummy out.

Fruits fruits fruits. Banana pancakes with strawberries and blueberries. Melon and raspberries.

My outfit for the wedding. Tummy out, feeling great.

Dancing the ceilidh at Jo’s wedding is pretty Oxford.

A really bloody good breakfast. Vegan banana pancakes with chia seeds and peanut butter and fruit and flaxseed. And a Georgian cup of tea.

Another dungaree dress in the bag.

A long, very James, voice message from James about his dream.

P.s. leaving the party and coming home to dance around my living room by myself.

Booking all of Georgia.

The sneeze website.

Dancing to Whitney at home alone.

Leorgie wedding with all the Eggs:

Doing a reading, and then being told all evening how great it was!

Dancing to the live band

The beautiful tipi

The big fire outside

Hugs with the fems

Wearing glittery socks

Their adorable speeches

Seeing them so happy together and watching their first dance

A hug

Music music music. I’ve found some great new songs and they make me feel fabulous!

Dancing. In my room, in the kitchen, whilst brushing my teeth in the bathroom.

Positive, proud messages.

The light, walking home at half 2. It’s so beautiful in winter.

Talking masturbation with an unknown Irishman on Hinge.

Dance aerobics. Smiles throughout.

Aaaaand playing Dobble and Floundering with Dom and Jonny

Being on my own in the house and watching porn in the living room.

More singing and dancing. Love a bit of Whitney!

Going to the old church I went to as a kid and singing carols. Not something I expected to be doing but nice nonetheless

Walking a new way to the post office, through a park with a squirrel. And through some quiet back streets, with the blue skies and the reflections in the puddles.

The presents and card from Stuart. I’m happy he wrote ‘love’.

Totally and utterly feeling myself this evening. Dancing and singing in the flat. Wearing a crop top and taking selfies. It felt good to feel so good.

The fun team’s work Christmas party. Table football, rude charades and some shots.

Kissing Stella. Total babe.

Delicious pizza

Dancing round the flat to the Matilda song – Little Bitty Itty One.

Spending the day texting Nat. Watching him on YouTube. Listening to him sing.

The talking vulva on Big Mouth. Very much made me laugh.

The wedding. Some things I especially liked:

Making a couple of good inuendo jokes.

Lots of dancing

Kurdish dancing

Kurdish food

Jim’s happy tears

Double pucs on the air hockey

Dancing with my tummy out

New trainers

My very Japanese outfit.

Being up in the treehouse in the Geoffrey Museum.

Cleaning the bathroom in my pants with my music playing, shaking my bum and checking myself out in the mirror.

Bubbles from the washing up liquid

Dancing at Rowen’s

Hearing him say he loves me