Okay, spill the tea: Who says you can’t sip champagne on a lemonade budget? 🥂🍋 I used to think “luxury travel” meant maxing out credit cards or praying for a rich distant aunt…
Read moreOkay ladies, let’s get real. I’m sitting here sipping my oat milk latte at a café in Lisbon (because of course that’s where I wound up), and it hit me: solo travel isn’t…
Read moreLet me confess something: I showed up to my first yoga class wearing socks with cartoon avocados on them 🥑. Not because I’m quirky, but because I’d confused “zen vibes” with “comfy vibes.”…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real for a sec. 👀 Remember that scene in The Devil Wears Prada where Andy snort-laughs at Miranda’s “casual Friday” joke? Yeah, that was me last month—except instead of fashion…
Read moreOkay girls, confession time ☕️🌞: I used to be that person who’d slap her alarm like it owed me money, stumble into leggings inside-out, and mainline cold brew while muttering “I hate mornings”…
Read moreOkay, real talk: how many of you have accidentally packed your entire closet for a 3-day trip? 🙋♀️ Or paid $10 for a bottle of water at an airport because you forgot to…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real—I almost cried in a Sephora dressing room last week. 🥲 Not because of bad lighting (though that fluorescent horror should be illegal), but because I’d spent 45 minutes contouring…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. 💁♀️ I nearly spit out my oat milk latte last week when my yoga buddy asked, “Don’t you wish your husband was your best friend?” Cue record scratch. Friend?…
Read moreOkay, let me set the scene: It’s 3 PM, I’m on my third oat milk latte ☕, and my laptop screen is covered in sticky notes that say things like “call lawyer re:…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real for a sec. 🫣 When my best friend first suggested “minimalist living,” I pictured one of those creepy all-white apartments where you’re scared to sit down. You know –…
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