Okay, let’s get real – when I first Googled “solo female travel,” the algorithm basically screamed “DANGER ZONE 🔥” at me. Between the clickbait horror stories and my aunt Linda’s 47 frantic texts…
Read moreOkay babes, let’s get real – who else has accidentally liked their ex’s cousin’s dogwalker’s Instagram story while doomscrolling through girls’ trip FOMO content? 🙋♀️ That was me last winter, until I spontaneously…
Read moreOkay, let’s get REAL – who else has ugly-cried in a hostel bathroom after realizing their “romantic getaway” budget only covers instant noodles and a folding chair “sea view”? 🙋♀️ My partner Alex…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real – two years ago, I nearly canceled my Paris trip because my friend bailed. Then I had a clarity latte moment at Starbucks (you know the one where your…
Read moreOkay, let me set the scene: I’m sitting in a cute Parisian café, sipping a cappuccino that costs more than my weekly grocery budget, when I overhear two women debating whether to cancel…
Read moreOkay, let’s get one thing straight: I’m not that girl who effortlessly poses with a latte in Paris while journaling poetic thoughts. I’m the one who accidentally booked a hostel above a karaoke…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real: Who else has spent weeks planning a girls’ trip only to end up mediating arguments over brunch spots and Instagram photo schedules? 🙋♀️ Raise your hand if you’ve ever…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real – I just booked a one-way ticket to Lisbon while drinking boxed wine in my pajamas. Cue the panic spiral. Wait, why does solo travel feel like confessing you…
Read moreOkay, real talk – who else used to think solo travel was code for “I have no friends”? 🙋♀️ Raise your hand, no judgment here. I literally planned my first solo trip because…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real for a sec. Last Tuesday, I spilled matcha latte on my brand-new blazer 5 minutes before a pitch meeting. As I frantically blotted green splotches with a napkin (RIP,…
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