Okay, let’s get real for a sec – who else has a “floordrobe” that rivals their actual wardrobe? 🙋♀️ No? Just me? Cool, cool. Sips lukewarm coffee from under yesterday’s cereal bowl avalanche….
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. Last Tuesday, I accidentally poured orange juice into my coffee and texted my boss “love you” instead of “noted.” That’s when I realized: my brain had officially become a…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. Last Tuesday, I tripped over a third pair of shoes trying to reach my coffee maker and had an existential crisis before 7 AM. That’s when I realized: my…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real for a sec. 👀 Last month, I tripped over a plastic dinosaur again, spilled my third coffee of the day, and had an existential crisis while staring at Mount…
Read moreOkay, let me set the scene: I’m sitting in a coffee shop pretending to work while secretly judging everyone’s laptop stickers 🕵️♀️. That’s when it hits me – my entire apartment used to…
Read moreRaise your hand if your brain feels like a browser with 47 tabs open right now 🙋♀️. Between client meetings, school pickup lines, and remembering to water that suspiciously resilient orchid I got…
Read moreOkay, confession time: I used to be the queen of impulse-buying throw pillows. The kind of person who’d walk into HomeGoods for dish soap and walk out with a faux-fur floor pouf, a…
Read moreOkay, real talk: who else feels like their brain is a browser with 47 tabs open right now? 🙋♀️ Between work deadlines, relationship dramas, and that weird noise your fridge keeps making, it’s…
Read moreOkay, confession time: I used to think walking was just… walking. 🚶♀️ Like, puts on shoes, moves legs, avoids sidewalk cracks. Groundbreaking stuff. Then came The Great Closet Meltdown of 2023™️ – you…
Read moreLet me tell you about the day I rage-quit my own closet. Picture this: me, 11 AM, late for brunch, drowning in 7 nearly-identical striped shirts while my favorite jeans played hide-and-seek. That’s…
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