Let me start with a confession: I used to screen-shot every vaguely flirtatious text and dissect it with my girls like we were solving Cold War espionage codes. 😂 Then one rainy Tuesday,…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. This morning, I spilled oat milk on my favorite blazer while scrolling through my banking app, and that was my sign from the universe to finally write this post….
Read moreOkay, let me set the scene: It’s 3 PM, I’m on my third oat milk latte ☕, and my laptop screen is covered in sticky notes that say things like “call lawyer re:…
Read moreLet me paint you a picture: it’s 10 AM, and I’m sipping lavender oat milk latte 3 while my cat, Sir Whiskers Von Fluffington, naps strategically across my keyboard. Meanwhile, my bestie Sarah…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real for a sec. 🫣 When my best friend first suggested “minimalist living,” I pictured one of those creepy all-white apartments where you’re scared to sit down. You know –…
Read moreOkay, let me just say it: I’m a bougie traveler trapped in a thrifty gal’s life. 🍋✨ Last year, I accidentally stumbled into a €300/night spa hotel in Budapest… for €79. Let’s talk…
Read moreOkay, let’s set the scene: I’m sipping an oat milk latte at my local café when my friend Jess slams her phone down and says, “Another solo trip? Girl, are you running from…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. I’m sitting here with a heating pad strapped to my stomach, dark chocolate crumbs on my shirt, and a playlist titled “Cramp Anthems” blasting in the background. Sound familiar?…
Read moreLook, I’ll admit it – I didn’t crawl onto a yoga mat seeking enlightenment. I showed up because my lower back screamed louder than my Spotify playlist after eight hours of laptop hunching….
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