Okay, let’s get real. I’m sitting here in my mismatched socks, sipping lukewarm matcha that I definitely overpaid for, and wondering: How did I go from crying in a corporate bathroom stall to…
Read moreOkay ladies, let’s get real. Last week, I accidentally spent $98 on “self-care” bath salts that now live under my sink next to half-used hair masks and existential dread. Meanwhile, my Roth IRA…
Read moreOkay, real talk time. 👀 Last Tuesday, I found myself explaining – again – why my 3pm Zoom call couldn’t wait until after my neighbor’s Tupperware party. “It’s just…this client could literally change…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real for a sec. Who else has sat through another group chat debate about vacation dates while secretly fantasizing about tossing your phone into a canal and hopping on a…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real – when I first heard “compound interest” at 25, I thought it was a dating app term. 💀 My financial literacy peaked at knowing which Target clearance aisle hid…
Read moreSo there I was last Tuesday, halfway up my literal ladder – the one I’d dragged into my kitchen to replace a lightbulb – when my favorite lavender yoga pants snagged on a…
Read moreOkay, real talk: I used to think “financial freedom” was code for “marry a stockbroker” or “win the lottery while binge-watching Bridgerton.” 🍷 Then one Tuesday, while drowning my spreadsheet sorrows in oat…
Read moreYou know that toxic situationship we’ve all had? The one where you keep pouring energy into something that never grows? Yeah, that was me and money. For years, I treated my finances like…
Read moreOkay, let’s start with full transparency: I used to gag at “good vibes only” culture. 🙄 Like, are we just ignoring that my coffee spilled, my Zoom froze, and my dog ate my…
Read moreOkay, confession time: I used to think skipping avocado toast would make me rich. 🙈 Then I discovered my $5 coffee habit was not why I couldn’t afford a down payment. Turns out,…
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