Archives for posts with tag: vulva

I’m in Spanish Vogue.

My cousin walking in in her cycling shorts, going to get changed and coming back still in her cycling shorts.

He text. When I thought maybe he wouldn’t.

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Talking to Andrew about vulvas, penises, willies and dicks.

Deciding to come home and relax rather than go to the talk.

Being helpful to Andrew when Claudia was being a complete dickhead. It felt good to be needed and to be able to help.

Cutesie texts from James that made me happier than it really should have.

The vulva workshop. Such a lovely small group with really great conversations and some good laughs.

The beautiful pink clouds and blue sky as I walked home.

Swimming.

Walking through the park on the way back home. Everything is green and it wasn’t cold.

Looking at my vulva and taking sexy photos of myself. I never do that but it felt good and confidence boosting.

Ming sending me this, the Sheela Na Gig.

Making it to Liv’s branding workshop for WEN. I felt useful. And I didn’t feel intimidated by Katee. Quite the opposite in fact.

The smell of cigarette smoke taking me back to holidays in France with my parents, falling in love with gay men and smoking in the toilets.

Women sharing their love letters to their vulvas.

Giving myself time to put everything away calmly and as slowly as I wanted.

Smiling in the Uber on the way home, feeling proud of myself for raising another £302 for Bloody Good Period and for bringing sex and vulva positivity to another room of people.

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.

Freddie is playing with the blocks I made him.

The Period Party! Lots of money, lots of fun, lots of pads, lots of glitter. Another super successful event!

He wants to see me again. He’s confusing the hell out of me but I guess it’s fair enough.

A cool little animation about masturbation.

Having the afternoon off to do final Period Party planning. I feel so much calmer having done it all. And my to do list is so much smaller.

Some flirty texting with Diarmuid.

Finally got my vagina survey up and on the internet

Two portions of curry. Too much but so delicious.

Some silliness at work. Me and Sarah calling Adam a prick. Chats about nicknames.

The Supremes as vulvas, from Alex.

Vegan haggis. No idea why it was called haggis but it was so tasty.

A casual morning, waking up next to Han and going out for brunch before cake and The Office

My V is for Vulva book arrived.

Last day at work before Christmas. I’m so done.

Spending the evening watching The Office with Jonny

Dancing round the flat to the Matilda song – Little Bitty Itty One.

Spending the day texting Nat. Watching him on YouTube. Listening to him sing.

The talking vulva on Big Mouth. Very much made me laugh.

Duvet vulva

Reading the letter from my gynaecologist to my GP that describes me as ‘a delightful 30 year old lady’.

First date. Fun. If way too drunk.

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!

Putting up my exhibition of clean air posters made by kids. It looks so sweet! I’m really happy with it.

Itsu lunch. Because this week needs it.

Just being with Jonny in the flat, making silly jokes, sharing chocolate, watching him play Assassin’s Creed. We’ve definitely settled in now.

(Plus the beautiful vulva pin and being a photo of Han looking all pregnant and lovely)

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 spoke on the panel for Vagina Day at the Feminist Library. It was fun!

Doing my vulva making workshop afterwards and getting to chat to some really interesting women, and a 9 year old girl.

Wearing a dress and trainers and no legggings.

Speaking to someone about having me and my vulva in a documentary about being a woman.

A fun day with Adam. He was on better form today and it was really nice.

Packing everything up. Bit weird. Bit sad. Very exciting. Can’t wait for the new place tomorrow.

Watching the rain fall.

Getting a lovely comment from someone who appreciates all the vulvas and has found it helpful for their life. That’s always so amazing.

The blossom tree outside the office. It’s beautiful. And it’s been raining pink blossom down and up and all over.

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.

Leaving work early.

Group chat about menstrual chunks and goddess rituals. Great in spag bol.

The play. Rejoicing at her wondrous vulva the young woman applauded herself. So good. So emotional in a way I didn’t expect. But really good. I love seeing feminist things. It makes me feel stronger.

The face licking battle on the sofa.

He bought me Mary Beard’s Women and Power book.

Having almost 2,500 likes on my latest Instagram post. That’s so many more than I’ve ever had!

It’s my 30th birthday!

A cake with me and mum in vulva tshirts on, a commissioned vulva painting, a silver ring making kit, a machine embroidery workshop, the flask from Waitrose, a donkey sanctuary, creepy caves, a cream tea, Alec coming down, kareoke, games, big sparklers, a midnight walk to the drawbridge, two generous donations to Bloody Good Period in honour of me,w a drunken chat with Stuart and just all the fun birthday love and joy that I wanted!

Photos of me and mum wearing my vulva t-shirts.

A beautiful, sunny walk with them.

Telling them all about Body of Women. A big moment and it went well. And then mum gave me a big hug again before bed and told me how proud of me she is and she was sorry for being rubbish when it all happened. It feels good to have told them.

A day of cooking all together. I made vulva mince pies. Obvs.

Pizza oven pizzas for Christmas Eve dinner. Sitting out by the fire with dad and Ben was lovely.

Reminiscing about nan at dinner. Her terrible driving, her sneaky cigarettes and her penis chats. And watching Ben laugh so hard about wing mirrors. 


My Clitmas card from Rosie and Jim!

Meeting Stuart’s mates. They are so lovely! Then going on to the gig with them. So much fun. So much beer. So many cigarettes.

Going back to Stuart’s to watch RuPaul, via cheesy chips. 

Volunteering for Bloody Good. Going and setting up their new extra storage unit. I didn’t really want to go out on the rain but it was really good and I’m so glad I did it.

Being interviewed by Jinan about my vulva t-shirts for their Christmas newsletter. After a day of doing lots of vagina and BOW work. It’s great to have this time to work on all this stuff.

The KBT Christmas party. Pizza, cheese, tequila and beer pong. Highlight was chucking around aaaalllll the balls. And my vulva present from Jen.

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.