Okay real talk, babes 🍷… When I spent 2020 perfecting my chia pudding and doomscrolling through 387 different yoga tutorials, I thought I’d cracked the “self-care” code. Spoiler: My adrenal glands filed a…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real – who else has panic-stared at their makeup bag 30 minutes before an event muttering “Why don’t I own anything normal”? 🙃 Last week alone, I went from Zoom…
Read moreOkay babes, let me tell you about the time I walked into a coffee shop wearing neon orange palazzo pants and overheard two twenty-somethings whisper: “Do you think she knows she’s… older than…
Read moreOkay, 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…
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