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My rock solid tree pose in yoga. No wobbles today.

100 vulvas on the BBC.

Sex positivity and vulvas in Time Out

Plus hanging out with Jonny in the evening and hearing the birds sing during my meditation in the morning.


Time Out’s stupidest ways Londoners have hurt themselves. I laughed so hard my stomach hurt.
The adorable cocker spaniel poodle I saw at the market.
Hanging out with my new besties in their flat.