Tom is going to photograph my vulva artworks. And for the price of just three of the decorations!
Doing a successful interactive Stories on Instagram.
My brother being a genius creator. Check out these Christmas trees!
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Funny animal photos.
Blue skies and sitting in the park again.
Feeling like I got stuff done today. Work and life wise.
Cute dog photos.
Floating in a salty pod, in the dark for an hour.
Hungarian Granny’s Favourite tea afterwards.
Photos of Han’s Nana from the list. An awesome sheet of loads of poses.
Chatting to Liv. She’s going to help me with vulva stuff.
Letting myself just go home and sleep and not feeling bad about not doing anything.
Panda lamp 😂
Pho for lunch
The launch of Womenhood. The book that has my vulva and my story in it. I loved seeing Liv’s mum talking, hearing the cunt poems and being part of something quite great.
Red art. Looks like period blood.
The Taylor Wessing Photography exhibition.
New face wash.
Eggs lolz in the morning with Alec and Doug.
Having the morning to myself and sitting in the sunny living room ordering food processors and hoovering and waxing and eating cheese on rye bread
The leaves at the new photography centre at the V&A.
Making a turmeric latte.
Dinner, drinks and coming home with Stuart
Being filmed for a documentary. The artist was so lovely and I felt so proud to have been there and taken part.
Having photos of my vulva taken too.
Shuffleboard at the pub.
I went to the gym for the first time in forever. I went an hour before it opened by accident so it was completely empty.
A couple of the photos at the Sony World Photography Exhibition.
A night out in Brixton with the London Eggs.
The Life of Trees exhibition at the V&A. And going there for a general wander around to look at things I wanted to see. It was tough at times but I loved this photo by Bae Bien U.
The condom workshop. Money, free condoms and strong women.
This goat(?) His nose makes me smile.
Coming home. To this incredible birthday present from my housemates!
A bath and a face mask.
Alec drinking beer with my cake mum.
I decided to go for a walk around the park in the morning. And I discovered a beautiful tree. Something about it just spoke to me. I took about a hundred photos of it and sat under it for a while, leaning back on the trunk and having a little chat. The sun was warm and it was quiet and beautiful. It felt so good to be out in the gorgeous blue-skied day.
I took a few of the leaves to do some printing with. They look pretty beautiful too.
A day of boring photos from Stuart in Bath. It made me smile.
Beautiful, peely tube walls.
Working from home, talking to myself.
Jesus peering through a vagina. From Becky.
Listening to mums recording from last of Fairytale of New York.
A day with Jonny. Beautiful photography by Malick Sidibé (plus soundtrack) at Somerset House. Planning ice skating. Red wine in a quiet pub, then ramen.
Itchy bears on Planet Earth II. I laughed so hard.
Fuck off Wheetabix. Today is a crumpets kinda morning.
The Comedy Wildlife Photography Awards.
Boxercise. And making exercise friends.
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Seeing Naomi and hearing how what I did inspired other people.
Looking at the images. Its going to be such a great exhibition!
Shaking, twisting and tapping with Ismay to wake up.
Taking Rankomat photos at Photo London with Corinne.
The incredible perspex leaves by Felicity Hammond.
A free lipstick.
Breakfast in the garden. Toast, fresh coffee, a magazine and sunshine.
Cutting the grass with the strimmer.
Lee Miller: A Women’s War at the Imperial War Museum. The cycle powered hairdressers made me smile. And the production of Vogue in the 1940’s. And just what a badass she was.
The cute note from my housemate
Getting up and going for a swim at a new pool.
A day with Alec. Lots of laughter, Vietnamese food and photographs.
The sun hitting the trees outside and making them glow.
Hugging him from being and staying there as he walked around the kitchen.
Lovely friends saying nice things about my ideas.
The Sony Photography exhibition.
Playing Bananagrams with everyone.
Spending time together.
Bright windows at night.
The thick, soft towel my parents bought me.
Getting shit done. Another job application, checked out the gym, ticked some things off the list. Just one day at a time.
Having silly photos taken of me at work for a new window display. Lots of laughing was involved.
A delicious soup for lunch with mint in. I basically love anything with mint in.
Possibly getting a new writing job before going away next month. Hopefully a bit more money and another contact.
A rusty smile
The story of the photographer who took photos of a boy with muscular dystrophy doing all the things he cant do
Walking to the pub after work in the sun
As usual, a walk in the park gave me lots to smile about. The leaves, the beautiful colours, the smells, the squirrels hopping about. I took lots of photos and don’t want to choose which to use. So you’re getting all of them.
Listening to some Beyonce and getting excited about going to g-a-y for the first time tomorrow night.
A leaf floated alongside me as I walked back by the canal.
The sign at Tottenham Court Road station. Today it had a Winston Churchill quote: If you’re going through hell, keep going.
The portrait photography exhibition at the National Portrait Gallery. My favourite was the image above. ‘Displaced migrant from Libya #1’ by Antoine de Ras.
A brilliant joke by Peter Serafinowicz in 8 out of 10 Cats. Unfortunately it’s a physical joke so I can’t re-tell it. But trust me, it was funny.
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