Once upon a time, in a land not very far away, a 100-year-old stone cottage waited patiently, covered in fresh snow. On a random Friday evening in January, eight princesses made their way to the Gloucestershire countryside to gather at the cottage.
One flew all the way from southern California and was like, totally the raddest ever princess. Two drove from London (accidentally shop-lifting wine gums along the way). Still more arrived by train, bringing magic and sweetness and very crucial information about how ones goes about attaining ones ‘brown wings’. When the most stylish and local of the princesses arrived, the coven was complete. And within what seemed like moments, the cottage was reverberating with the sound of corks popping, a crackling fire, and much laughter. It was all kinds of awesome.
For three days and two nights these red hot bitches made sweet scented magic. The alchemy of glorious food, tarot, Reiki, story sharing and truth telling, with many spectacular boob-to-boob hugs ensured the princesses were nourished and nurtured under the waxing crescent moon. Truly it was a bliss-filled time of belonging and acceptance in the most soulful of ways; they like totally resonated the shit out of each other.
And when the princesses left the cottage, the snow had melted. They travelled back to real life, knackered, enchanted, honoured: their voluptuous cups runnethed over.
Images: Doorways Traveler & Susannah Conway
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it sounds like your blog camp was just as magical as ours. :-)
@heather – from a post-modernist perspective it means ‘in possession of an opinion and much chutzpah’.
think of it as a reclamation of the word ‘bitch’.
i intend to do much the same with ‘wife’
kisses to you x
I don’t get how princess and B***hes, can be used to discribe the same people. Maybe it is just me, but those two words have totally seperate meanings.
I always enjoy your posts, but have to say that the “boob-to-boob hugs” is taking them to even more dizzying heights of, like, TOTAL awesomeness!
Anna
x
I am laughing our loud right now and I agree with Lisa – Dude, you need to get writing that guide!
That was EXACTLY how it was!
LOVE YOU – so glad to have finally squeezed you boob-to-boob in person!
dude, would you please publish this voice? the world needs you loud and clear.
there really isn’t anything to say to capture all the love and gratitude i have for you and your offerings. so i’ll stick with thanks. and i love you.
xx lisa
i still think it’s pure magic how the snow melted and the sun was high in the blue sky when we left… yes, there was some woo woo going on there!
love you loads
xo
Sounds like a fab weekend…n shit.
Just started following your blog and loving it!
I wish I could say something that is half as inspiring as this story made me feel. (sigh)
what jo and susannah said
you are totally resonating with me for sho
awesome! you made the photos look, like, totally awesome.
awesome x
boob-to-boob hugs
pics, or it didnt happen
That sounds like a REALLY fun get-away. I’m off to visit your friends’ pages.
I like the approach you took with this article. It’s not often that you just find a subject so concise and enlightening.