Okay, let’s get real. Sips oat milk latte dramatically. Why is it that every time I mention career goals at family dinners, Aunt Karen suddenly develops a PhD in “women belong in floral-scented…
Read moreOkay, confession time: I used to think investing was something that happened in glass-walled skyscrapers while men in suits yelled about “bull markets” and snorted espresso. ☕ Then one rainy Tuesday, I overheard…
Read moreOkay babes, let’s get real for a sec. 👀 Last month, I had a full-blown meltdown because my “home” felt about as peaceful as Times Square on New Year’s Eve. Between my partner’s…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real for a sec. 👀 When I told my friends I stayed at a 5-star Bali resort with infinity pools and private butler service for less than a NYC studio…
Read moreOkay, real talk – who else tried yoga because someone told them it would “fix” their life? 🙋♀️ Raises hand while awkwardly attempting downward dog. Two years ago, I rolled out a $15…
Read moreOkay ladies, real talk time ☕️ Remember last month when I accidentally double-booked a Zoom meeting with my therapist and my boss? (Spoiler: Neither was impressed with my “multitasking skills” 😅) That cosmic…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real for a hot second. 👀 Remember that time I showed up to a rooftop networking event wearing two different earrings, spilled Aperol spritz on the CEO’s white sneakers, and…
Read moreOkay ladies, real talk time. 👯♀️ Raise your hand if you’ve ever felt personally victimized by your bank account? 🙋♀️ (Mine’s waving frantically while ugly-crying into last month’s credit card statement). Let me…
Read moreOkay, confession time: I used to think “luxury travel” meant sipping €20 cappuccinos at hotel rooftops while wearing linen pants I’d immediately spill said cappuccino on. 🙃 Then I discovered the real art…
Read moreLook, I’ll admit it: when my bestie dragged me to a candlelit yoga class promising “inner peace,” I showed up solely for the Instagram aesthetic. Cute leggings? Check. Matcha latte? Double-check. But when…
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