Archives for posts with tag: vulva


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. 

Coming home to see that Jonny had left my room looking immaculate. Minimalist mates forever.

Getting the budget. Or a bit of it at least.

Facemasks and vulvas.


A day off, spent quite quietly again, doing things that needed to get done. Taxes, cleaning, sorting. Sending photographs of my vulva to feminist artists to make body positive artwork. You know, the usual.

Impromptu lunch with Hannah at Abocado. It was nice to have a hug.

A beer and a fire. I always love a fire.


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. 


Getting the Pin the Clit on the Vulva through the post by the fantastic Jo Harrison. Complete with vagina on the tube and a Fanny Power card inside! I love it SO MUCH. Can’t wait to put this up at the Period Party tomorrow!

James giving Gust a ‘new father’ hug. So adorable. 

Weirdly sexy chat about lambs. 


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. 😘


International Women’s Day. Proud, uplifted and inspired. Every year. Plus my colleague bought in green, purple and white snacks to celebrate. I loved the appropriateness of the jammy dodgers.

The perfect pubes on this embroidered vulva.

Watching 20th Century Women. The perfect IWD date with Jo.

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.