Okay real talk – when’s the last time you actually used that pineapple-shaped cheese board? 🍍 You know, the one collecting dust next to your unused juicer and “aspirational” scented candles? Two years…
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 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 moreSo I was scrolling through Instagram last night (as one does) when I stumbled upon my college roommate’s profile – CEO of a startup, mom of twins, marathon runner, and now… organic kombucha…
Read moreSo…I didn’t plan to become a “sleep geek.” Honestly, it started because I kept waking up looking like a disgruntled raccoon 🦝. Turns out, my “sleep like the dead” phase in college (read:…
Read moreLet me tell you about the time I sat in a Parisian café, sipping a €7 cappuccino, and realized I’d been traveling all wrong. I’d spent years chasing Instagrammable sunsets and ticking off…
Read moreOkay friends, let me confess something – I used to be that person who bought ceramic hedgehog trinket holders “just in case.” 🦔 Then last winter, I spent 27 minutes searching for matching…
Read moreOkay, confession time: I used to be the queen of clutter. 👑 My apartment looked like a tornado had a love affair with a thrift store. 🌀💔 I’d lose my keys daily, panic-clean…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real – who else has stared at their overstuffed closet at 2 AM while eating cold pizza, thinking “Why does my space feel like a physical manifestation of my existential…
Read moreOkay, real talk: I used to think “luxury” and “studio apartment” belonged in separate universes. 🚫 Like, how am I supposed to feel like a Pinterest goddess when my “living room” doubles as…
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