Okay, confession time: I used to be that girl who treated fast fashion like a competitive sport. 🛍️ You know the drill – scrolling through hauls at 2 AM, chasing dopamine hits from…
Read morePicture this: I’m sipping oat milk lattes at my favorite café (yes, I’ve earned the right to overpay for coffee), and a 20-something girl compliments my leopard-print blazer. “Where’s it from?” she asks….
Read moreOkay, spill the tea – who else bought 17 self-help books during lockdown only to end up using them as coasters? 🙋♀️ raises hand guiltily But hear me out: after my third existential…
Read moreOkay, confession time 🫣: I used to be that girl who considered “organized chaos” a personality trait. My desk looked like a stationery store exploded, my Google Calendar had more abandoned events than…
Read moreOkay ladies, let’s get real. Two years ago, I nearly canceled a job interview because I spent 47 minutes crying in a Starbucks bathroom. Why? My “power blazer” felt like a Halloween costume,…
Read moreSo there I was this morning, phone buzzing with 37 notifications before my oat milk latte even finished frothing. My eyeballs darted between a TikTok about “quiet luxury” handbags and a CNN alert…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real: three years ago, my “remote work setup” was me frantically typing on a sticky Starbucks table while someone loudly argued about oat milk lattes behind me. Today? I’m writing…
Read moreOkay babes, let’s get real. 💁♀️ Picture this: me, three years ago, sitting in a cubicle the color of expired oatmeal, staring at spreadsheets while my soul slowly evaporated. Then one random Tuesday—mid-sip…
Read moreOkay, real talk – did anyone else’s pandemic-era couch potato phase leave their home looking like a storage unit threw up? 🙈 Last year, I accidentally turned my living room into a shrine…
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