Archives for posts with tag: vagina

Going swimming. Especially after I almost didn’t.

Taping up the mouse holes in the bathroom. It was quite therapeutic to just focus on tape and holes.

Getting 50% off some great, personalised vulva artwork. Can’t wait!

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Discovering more about cervices. I can’t believe I’ve never seen a cervix before.

Moaning to mum. And Becky. And Jo. And laughing about it. And getting out of the grump.

Hana with Jo. New discovery: tempura icecream. HEAVEN.

An evening with Rosie, sacking off the Happiness Festival for wine and chats instead.

My amazing birthday present from them! My vulva design, etched into a silver necklace. I’m in love.

Wagamama. I forgot how delicious it was.

This email from a friend/colleague. What a lovely thing to read.

Talking about Body of Women and feminism with Pete. He’s a sweet guy.

Reminiscing about Mike with Lauren and Bivan as she cleaned out the gross fridge.

Spending the day making vulvas at WOW and chatting about all the vagina. Such a great day!

Watching the twerking workshop. I wish I could have joined in.

Being asked to do more workshops, give talks and come along to Vagina Days.


Made it to the gym! 

The softest jumper ever. EVER.

Gutentag Berlin! And gutentag cool hotel with a DJ and vagina carpet! Drinking beer on the street and eating chips is also much appreciated.

I got a day’s work tomorrow! So glad I asked.

Set up a vagina tshirt shop. Got five orders already. Check it out.

Prahmas. All the food, all the present and, randomly, all the singing. 


Getting excited about vagina t-shirts. Again. But for real this time.

Blue Planet II. Amazing colourful rockpools.

Talk of little Sophie.


The squirrel outside the gym, pulling chips out the newspaper.

Had a really positive morning. Sent off a job application, had a conference call where I found out we’ll be paid for WOW and then I went to the gym. All before 10am.

Spent the afternoon sewing more vulvas.

Then I met another great feminist at Corinne’s leaving party. It was really fun to talk to her. Whilst texting Stuart about cheese. So much cheese. 


Sewing a vulva

Watching Dawson’s Creek

Having a couple of coffees with Corinne


Went to the gym and did more than I’ve been doing. Followed by the sauna. Felt pretty smug about that.

Finally finished my application and then managed to smash out another one. Very smug about that.

A bit of crafting in the evening. Vagina Christmas cards and homemade envelopes.


Sticking it out and meeting Kieran to hear about the waste management work. Not what I want, but interesting. And a good chance to feel like I’m good at something.

Lino printing vagina Christmas cards.

A classic date night with Jonny. Too much alcohol, some penis chat and Peteks. Perfect. 


I got invited to join a vagina coalition!

The social faux pas tweets. I read them twice and couldn’t stop laughing.

Watching TV with Matt. A really nice evening, giggling, sharing crisps and deserts. 

This vulva. It makes me smile. It looks a bit like a potato but in the loveliest way. It was this image I chose to share my story. 

The bright green fields on the train up to see my family. 

All my family, on the boat. 

D
ay one of the Influencing Change course. It was so exciting to feel excited about it all again. And to distill my ideas down into something more focused.

Talking to Joy about the project. And all the other people that came up to me to talk about vaginas. It was a subject that so many people wanted to talk about. It was a real boost. 

Beers with Jonny, making me see the good in the day again. 

Last day at work! All the cake, all the carbs, all the chips, all the beers and all the vagina related presents.

They made me a cake decorated with vaginas, they bought me a cunt colouring in book and they made me a lovely card with vaginas, Rizo’s and beautiful goodbyes. 

And then in the middle of the night out, I got offered another job! And I got a place on the Influencing Chance course! Weeeee! Not doing so badly after all. 

Getting half way through my very delayed commute, in the rain and deciding to just enjoy the walk and forget about being annoyed because it doesn’t matter. That was a good feeling.

Having all the housemates together in the living room. For possibly the first time since Christmas. Lauren bullying Mike for being a t-shirt stained mess. Ivan sneezing into Becky and pulling a muscle. I made a great cereal protest joke. 

GIF-ing with Jen and James instead of doing any kind of work whatsoever. 

Also I just loved this vagina image from @rudooles 


Tony’s leaving party. Cheese, clotted cream and James’ brilliant quiz.

Flesh light chats with Alec and Jonny.

Someone is getting a tattoo of my vagina design. So weird but so cool. 


The grass is growing. And my first tomato is turning red.

The Dreamers Awake exhibition at the White Cube. But mainly the carved wooden vaginas. 

Wearing my new swishy skirt and feeling pretty fabulous. 


Yoga. Distracting, stretchy yoga.

Grace and Frankie. Especially the vagina chat. Yas queens. Then when I was searching for a photo for this blog I discovered that Frankie does vagina artwork. God I love her. This is one of my favourite pieces by Frankie Bergstein.

Hearing from J Lo. Bambee. Glad he’s keeping that going.

Did my tax return. I saved WAAAAAAY too much money. I’m suddenly rich!

Made fanny jokes with a woman I don’t know in the Wigan office. Sent her my vagina bowl in return.

Going and buying a card in the afternoon. I got to walk in the sun, listen to some music, flirt with a cute guy and get away from the office. It was a perfect mini break


The Period Party! Everything about it was just so amazing! The unexpected friends, the love, the laughter, the vulvas, the glitter, the donations and the pub quiz.

Not to mention the accidental anal sex talk in front of my boss, sharing the vulva book and having people tell me that I’m hilarious. Guys, stop…

What an amazing evening! I’m totally buzzing and so proud of myself. 


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.


Lunch in the garden in the sun. Just like we always used to.

Going shopping for the Period Party. Dad rummaging in a basket of stamps to find a V stamp to use as entrance stamp. I love my dad.

A sunny walk around the river and going into the charity shop. Walking out with a sick new shirt. Thanks dad. 😘


Beautiful, peely tube walls.

Working from home, talking to myself.

Jesus peering through a vagina. From Becky.


Boobs song from Jen. “My vagina… Which is somewhere on my stomach”

Getting the report done. Almost there.

A night with Matt, watching pottery and doing online dating on the sofa.

Work drinks. Lots and lots of drinks.

Hearing that people liked my vagina pot. And that Bob’s eyes almost popped out of his head. I guess I’ll be remembered.

Chips. Hot, salty, mayonnaise covered chips.


Seeing my Period Party poster printed for the first time.

An orgasm. Not by myself.

Hearing from the anti Tory again.

Singing and driving the van. By myself.

The event looked good. And I chatted to Emma about crocheting vulvas for the Period Party. She’s cool.

Kissing. 


The training today. It was bloody terrifying being filmed but I did it and I got really good feedback and that feels great!

Having my vagina artwork talked about in the training. I am just bringing the V word to every occasion these days. 

Silly Snapchats.