Archives for posts with tag: outfit

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.

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My chest cracking doing the wheel in yoga

My outfit. The mustard trousers, peak of white shirt, black jumper and denim jacket.

Emailing Stuart.

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.

Talking nipples with Adam. Good to know they’re on show today. I loved my outfit today. I felt very Adult Business Woman. Even with the nipples.

Shire crew group texts, trying to organise the wedding. Mainly just lols instead.

Stuart coming over. I really really wanted a hug. And he stroked my back.

Sunny sunny sunny.

Sending off my invoice for the last three Saturdays. Please let her pay me tomorrow.

My outfit today. Stuart’s jumper, my black denim jacket (it was warm enough to ditch the winter coat for a day) and my freshly washed and clean smelling scarf.


My cross over bra under the green top. I love this look. I love it so much that I rewore a sweaty bra just so I could do it.

Rediscovering Ghost by Ella Henderson. Can’t stop singing it.

Texting Jen across the desk all day. It was fun to bond again. Even if it was through being a bit bitchy.


Wearing my new shirt to work.

Getting this beautiful embroidered vulva in the post. Ready to be won at my Period Party. Alongside a beautiful note from the artist. 😘

Having an evening to myself. Sorting myself out. Cleaning, organising, cooking and eating vegetables. I feel a bit more back on track.

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Alec: ‘We’re going to get sooooo fucked up’
When you leave a job, everyone says nice things to you about how good are. And you can tell Directors where you think the project went wrong. And you can leave early and not care.
Nipple problems at work. But I looked damn fine today.

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‘To paint a picture of Fanny’
Coming out of my first shift at work and putting my headphones on to listen to Fuse ODG.
My outfit tonight. I felt good.

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My boyfriend bringing me toast and painkillers to ease my hangover as I lay pathetically sprawled on the sofa trying to work

And then buying biscuits, ice cream (twice) and French cakes

Wearing a nice outfit out in the evening and feeling really happy in it