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.
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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.
Dad getting in on the WhatsApp and making brilliant vagina jokes.
Jonny opening the door onto his knee and headbutting the wall.
Shep fitting us in for vegan Mexican food before going to see Sam DJ.
Pussy Portraits. A vagina book from my colleague.
All the housemates, at the pub, for my birthday. Plus Muji birthday presents!
The shower curtain is finally here! Joint effort putting it up. Really feeling the house right now.
The most perfect avocado for breakfast. A great start to the new working year.
My vagina themed birthday card from my colleagues. You know you talk about vaginas a lot when they make you a vagina card.
Organising the kitchen cupboards and throwing away lots of old shitty mugs and pans. Everything is so much more ordered and neat now.
My vagina (pot) was on Instagram. #lifegoal
Watched Gogglebox for the first time. It’s hilarious.
Office dog! So cute.
Cleaned the house. Earned some money.
Star Wars jokes from Will
Discovering more vagina Instagram feeds.
A breakfast date with Holly before her honeymoon. Double coffee and an almond croissant and three hugs.
A hectic but quite fun day, doing four people’s jobs. The caffeine and mystery dessert left by Gust helped. Pretty sure it had alcohol in it.
My Secret Santa present from my housemate. He knitted me my vulva design! I was completely blown away – what an amazing and thoughtful (and time consuming) gift!
Clean scarf. It smells so lovely. I keep smooshing my face into it.
Completely fucking up the crossword at lunchtime with James. Loads of lols.
Final pottery class. This week, glazing. So I now have two vagina pots!
A left over pain au chocolat for second breakfast. And a longed for cup of tea.
A quiet browse of a book shop. I forgot how peaceful it is to be in a book shop.
Pottery night. Tonight, pubic hair.
Multiple people asking to see my vagina print. At the same time.
Date night with Jonny. The classic Turkish food at Petek, beer at the Fullback and ping pong and dance machine at Rowan’s.
Discussing vaginas at work. And finding out about omgyes.com. OMG YAS.
Hampstead is beautiful. Like, REALLY beautiful.
My vagina pot is really coming along. It’s so much fun!
All the sausage chat at pottery.
Going to see my brilliant friend’s beautiful pop up shop, selling all the ethical, sustainable and genuinely beautiful things. That’s pretty much all my Christmas shopping done. (It’s called This Because and it’s on Broadwick Street, Soho. You should go.)
Wandering around And Other Stories.
Discussing knitting out your vagina with my housemates.
Sharing my vagina pot news in the team meeting. Getting a high five.
Singing ‘The Greatest’ walking home.
Feeling good in Serious Adult dress.
Had a go on the wheel in pottery this evening. So much fun!
Being pleasantly surprised by people. Pauline outdid my clay vagina with her vagina cast.
New face cleaning.
Pottery was really fun tonight. Started my slab pot. It’s going to be a vagina. Obvs.
The sex bell in the speech for Geeta.
Bread, cheese, wine and chocolate. Leaving the office party snacks.
Embroidery with Sarah. Did a vagina. Obvs.
Baked biscuits (rock cakes) and jam tarts.
Did some morning yoga
Fishy walls. Crusty curtains. Actual big lol in the street.
Shopping with Jonny.
Got me a new coat.
Vaginaments. I need these.
My first Thai massage. So crack-y.
The loud cat that snuck in and gave me the vicious meow. And the following WhatsApps.
Visited a recycling centre. I’ve wanted to go to one for years. It was so interesting. I loved it. And I got paid to go!
Homemade pizza night with Ivan’s pizza oven. So delicious.
Alec’s music recommendation. Vagina themed.
First day at work. Smashed it.
Pub with Ciaran and Alec. The dream team.
Doug sent me a vagina graffiti for my Instagram.
The Wall of Vulvas. From the Vagina Dispatches.
And acing their vagina quiz.
Leaving presents. I didn’t expect it. And I’ll always love an enamel mug with a fox on it.
Yay! This vagina.
Also posting another vagina thing.
All the face things. All the moisture. All the smoothness.
R and She! Yas queen!
Getting a backy all the way home.
Working on my vagina brand
Did some lino printing with Jonny at my house. I did vaginas and he did a SICK Drake.
Had a nap at work.
Chocolate Oatly. Yum.
All the new clothes through the post.
Funny conversations with the housemates about Torture Garden, piss water fights and Glass Bottom Boats.
Wearing my new vagina T-shirt to work. Loving that look.
Screen printing workshop. And the resulting vagina T-shirt.
Breakfast in the garden in the sun
Jonny date night. The usual. Turkish food, ping pong and Korean dance machine.
