Archives for posts with tag: vulvas

The sunset view from the office. Such a warm glowing light.

My vulva making workshop will be at WOW! Yippee!

Getting food ready for tomorrow. I feel so organised and smug.

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Mum’s blood test results are back. It’s pretty much certain that she doesn’t have ovarian cancer!

I might be in WOW twice! Vulva workshops are being considered!

Actual period blood. Please let this be the end of the hormone mayhem.

A night with Sarah. Lumiere and chips in a gay pub.

A nice morning, waking up next to him. Getting compliments. And kisses.

CHRISTMAS TREE!! Me and Matt went to buy one from the park and then decorated it with Christmas songs blaring. I bloody love Christmas so much.

Making the effort to go to Dom’s birthday. It was really lovely to see him. And I got to talk to more people about vulvas. #win

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. 


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. 


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.