Archives for posts with tag: vulva

People liking my vulva decoration. I think I’m going to make some and try and sell them.

Pasta in soup.

A cup of green tea in my cosy living room before an early night.

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A walk round the park, leaning against my favourite tree.

Christmas vulva hymns lols with Jonny. La la la la laaa, la la la laaabia.

Sewing a little vulva Christmas tree decoration in my plant-y living room, with candles and fairy lights aglow.

Sacked off veganism for a veggie breakfast. Hello hash browns and veggie sausage.

A lovely sunny walk around the reservoirs. Featuring a moorhen that I thought was a beaver.

My dancing vulva.

I keep writing turd not turf. And it makes me laugh. A lot.

A woman made a play that mentions me. So I went to go see it. And it was good!

Garlic shots, churrus and drinks with Jana and Charlie.

This part of the canal always seems so sunny and beautiful.

Picking up The Vagina Bible. Not even read the first paragraph and a woman tells me how excited she is to read it, especially after the advertising has been banned.

Good Eggs lols about double enders.

The new river walk with the tiny fluffy birds.

Chatting with a happy Jonny, as I did his ironing.

Lots of vulva business admin. New email, updated shop, new designs. The works.

Walking along the River Lee, spotting two herons and eating blackberries.

My Vulva Gallery book arrived. It’s wonderful.

Dinner with Jonny and Dom, talking about drinking wee and living in caves.

Have I Told You I’m Writing A Play About My Vagina.

The women coming up to talk to me afterwards.

The period box in the toilets. 😍

Lots of texts. Lots and lots of texts about good things.

Religious ham sandwich vulvas. I forgot how much I loved this.

Incredible posh crisps in the park with Becky

Chatting pegging with Charlie and Jana

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.

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.