Archives for posts with tag: dress

Going to see my exhibition with Stuart. It was so sweet that he wanted to go see it.

Lying in the park afterwards, in the sun in my dress

Feeling really close to Stuart again.


I grew these! And I ate them for dinner.

I made a dress. 

An evening with Bivan, playing guitar and singing, watching Back. 


Cool egg patterns

A day of doing. Made a dress, mowed the lawn, planted a tree.

Discovered we can watch catch up TV on our TV. Watched Eden with Bivan whilst eating too many nachos.


Walking to the pond in the sun. The butterfly that almost brushed my face. The almost fearless squirrels playing in the secret part of the park that I hadn’t discovered before.
Sewing a dress. Sort of no mistakes.

Turkish and two walks in the park with Jonny. A minthy drink and a hunt for an ice cream in the Tesco’s I’ve not been in before.

Plus some chats with Lauren in the living room and seeing the solar fairy lights all lit up in the garden. 


Giving out ice pops in the office.

An evening at home. Picking up parcels. Food shopping. Chatting to Scarlett and Matt in the garden for a few hours.

Wearing Becky’s dress with the slit. I always feel good in this dress.


Sharing my vagina pot news in the team meeting. Getting a high five.

Singing ‘The Greatest’ walking home. 

Feeling good in Serious Adult dress.

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Singing Starman at the Sunday Assembly.
A cup of tea in a pub with Hannah.
Some dresses. Because why not.

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A photo of my friend that looks like her vagina is on display. It isn’t. But it’s super funny.
A made a dress! From a pattern. And I understood it all and did it all properly. I’m so proud of myself.
Non-sexual touch.

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Buying a handmade floral dress from Newtown Festival
Making a delicious dinner that I haven’t made before. Something different is always more exciting but it’s even better when it actually tastes nice too
Sitting chatting with our housemates about the meanings of our names and just having a giggle together