Look, I’ll admit it: I used to think yoga was just glorified stretching for people who owned too many linen pants. Then one Tuesday, after spending 20 minutes crying in my car because…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. Last Tuesday, I had a full-blown meltdown in the Whole Foods checkout line because they ran out of my favorite coconut yogurt. The cashier side-eyed me like I’d announced…
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…
Read moreOkay, real talk: I used to wake up like a panicked meerkat scanning for predators. Alarm blaring, Instagram-scrolling before my eyelids fully opened, chugging cold brew while mentally drafting 17 to-do lists. My…
Read moreOkay, real talk: who else here has cried in downward dog? 🙋♀️ No? Just me? Cool, cool. Let me rewind. Two years ago, I was that girl – the one sprinting through life…
Read moreOkay, confession time 🙊 – I used to roll my eyes at “self-care routines.” Like, who has time for hour-long meditation when you’re drowning in deadlines, amirite? But after my third panic attack…
Read moreOkay babes, let’s get real – who else has cried in the shower while mentally rehearsing work presentations? 🙋♀️ Last month, I became that girl who forgot her own phone number mid-conversation because…
Read moreOkay babes, let’s get real. My mornings used to look like a TikTok fail compilation: hair tangled like Medusa’s cousin, tripping over yoga pants while trying to put on yoga pants, and chugging…
Read moreOkay, real talk: I used to roll out of bed like a zombie and mainline caffeine before my eyeballs fully opened. Then one Tuesday, I found myself white-knuckling my steering wheel in traffic,…
Read moreOkay, let me start with a confession: I used to treat my bank account like a haunted house – terrifying to look at, full of surprises, and I’d avoid it until absolutely necessary….
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