Archives for posts with tag: this is a vulva

Silly flirty texting with Tash.

Sold two tickets already. Despite all the cock ups.

Finally did a yoga with Adriene again. Also did some great twists and back cracks earlier.

A beautiful hot summers day again. Another day to lie in the sun in the park in my shorts.

Organising the next vulva event, and having Karen come up with a new name for it! Labia Lessons!

Pizza for dinner.

Being in Brighton and Hove for the day, walking in the sun, playing with the stones on the beach and feeling my family roots.

Chatting to Lydia about vulvas, imposture syndrome and feeling like you’re in competition. I feel reinvigorated again!

Coming home and sewing and eating gyoza.

Feeling able to be proactive and writing several posts for TIAV, and also an email asking for work.

Pizza and the American Office.

The paint is almost there in my room and it looks good. I can’t wait for the desk to arrive! Also that paint smell reminds me of being a kid and I love it.

I saw a heron at the park after work. And watched the big cygnets swim into the green algae, one after another.

Doing some sewing of vulvas. I haven’t done any in a long while.

Silly conversations with Jonny in the evening before bed.

A lovely message from a vulva fan.

Gusty’s leaving drinks. It was fun to be in a pub and laugh about silly things with old friends.

A new shower. Please please be better than the old one.

I did some Pilates.

Someone almost immediately bought a ticket for the next Period Party.

Listening to two lovely humans do an Instagram Live about how good my Period Party was last night ☺️

Sweetcorn from a tin. My favourite.

Another successful Period Party online.

An afternoon nap.

Made some masks and put some vulva artwork together.

Did two lots of yoga.

Spoke to Ailsa about my gynae problems.

Seeing Jana and Rosie in the park. Especially when Jana told her story about her anesthestic. ‘When’s this guy coming out?’

Loling with Charlie in the car on the way home.

Spending the morning sewing vulvas instead of working

Now I have the internet in my room I can sew vulvas on my bed when it gets too hot upstairs, and still be ‘working’ on my laptop.

The dungarees I made for people arrived today and they got lots of love.

Chatting to dad as I walked to Londis in the sun. Feeling brighter and happier today.

Some really lovely messages from women on Instagram who said I’ve made a difference to how they are their vulvas.

Double sunbathing – extended lunch and after work.

An unexpected run with Jonny.

Naked photos post run for the zine.

Sewing vulvas again.

Being recognised at the fabric shop.

The free sunflower from a lovely neighbour.

I made chive pancakes. Well, my version of.

P.s. and smiling at the guy who plays the instrument under the bridge. And he grinned back.

Getting my beautiful zine through the post.

Georgie and her silly videos for the kids.

Actually doing some work today. And chatting with Jo a lot.

Doing some yoga.

My first online Period Party – and it went so well!!

The beautiful artwork Becky has made for me. Can’t wait to get my hands on it!

Lying in the park. Again. Reading and thinking about ideas.

Not wanting to work with the deodorising wipes people but thinking I could do what they suggest without them. It feels like another career is possible.

Cutting up the HUGE cardboard box from Jonny’s bike. With knives.

Some gentle yoga.

The chocolate vulva I made has three of my pubes in 😂

More park time.

Watching Skin Wars with Jonny. Even though it’s shit.

Han’s eggy quiz.

Lying in the park with my phone on silent and with no data.

Casting my vulva.

Going for a walk with Jonny. Talking about Drag Race and Portugal and silly things. Noticing that the trees have grown leaves within days.

Ordering a sewing machine. And paying for it to arrive tomorrow.

Watching the video with me in, walk about people talking vulvas on Instagram.

Lovely messages from people who can see through her bullshit and think I’m doing a good thing.

Getting home early and being able to do those things I haven’t had time to do.

A night to myself. Home cooked food. Reading. Early night.

Spicy peanut noodles and bubble tea with Rosie, Jana and Ming. Such a lovely afternoon with them.

Dad telling me that I should sack off the flying ban for happiness and love.

My artwork arriving.

Rosie sticking up for me against my troll.

Also, another lovely message from someone who has found my page helpful.

Singing a feminist march song at choir.

Third date with Sean. More kissing. Lots more kissing.

The painting of a vulva done by a 13 year old, after she’d seen my Instagram.

Texting Sean for most of the day.

A good Period Party with drinks vouchers and a clicker and a 3D printed clitoris. One woman bought her pals along to celebrate her birthday.

The Gruffalo.

Flirty messages with Sean.

Even more lovely messages on my sex ed series. I’m so proud of myself.

Some Good Eggs lolz.

The happy dog barking as I ran to work. Just before it started snowing!

All the lovely comments from people on my Sex Education series. It really feels like I’m making a difference!

Feeling impressive and respected at the canal meeting. Plus it was nice to be in the sun even though it was very chilly.

Everybody’s Taking About Jamie.

Seeing Bianca Del Rio live in stage.

People are responding really well to my This Is Your series.

The Angry Page. Turns out I wasn’t supposed to find out funny but I did.

Spaghetti and pesto.

Vulva dungarees.

Working from home. Well…. Sometimes working from home.

Oh my god so many things ticked off my to do list today. So many vulva things that have been on there for ages. I feel so relieved.

Yoga. Stretchy breathy yoga.

Two more Period Parties and maybe an exhibition.

Finding two socks drying inside my trousers.

Terrible braggy travel stories on dating profiles.

Getting loads of vulva stuff done. The ‘This is your’ series and all the contract details for feminist societies. It feels really great to be getting some of this stuff done.

Next in Fashion, flat to myself, ironing.

A pain au raisin from Adam.