Okay, real talk – I used to think solo travel was code for “I have no friends.” 🙈 Then I found myself sitting alone at a Parisian café last spring, sipping overpriced rosé…
Read moreYou know that awkward moment when your roommate walks in on you doing interpretive jazz hands to Lizzo’s Truth Hurts in a towel? 👀 Yeah, that was me last Tuesday. But here’s the…
Read moreOkay babes, let’s get real – I used to think positive affirmations were for yoga instructors and people who unironically say “namaste” at Starbucks. 🙄 Every time I heard “speak kindness to yourself,”…
Read moreYou know that moment when you’re halfway through a $7 matcha latte and suddenly hear your inner guilt-tripping aunt whisper, “This is why you’ll never own a house”? 🙃 Let’s grab our metaphorical…
Read moreOkay, real talk time. Last week, I overheard two women at my local café whispering about “diversified portfolios” while I pretended to fix my eyeliner. My first thought? “Girl, same – I still…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. Three years ago, I was crying in a Starbucks bathroom during my lunch break because my boss told me my “ambition was cute.” Cute. Like a kitten wearing a…
Read moreOkay ladies, let’s get one thing straight: you don’t need a trust fund to travel in style. As someone who’s sipped champagne in Santorini sunset pools and survived 12-hour bus rides through the…
Read moreOkay, let’s get this out there: I used to think solo travel was for Insta influencers with trust funds and a death wish. 🙃 Then I found myself ugly-crying in a Porto hostel…
Read moreOkay ladies, let’s get real—who else has tried following their boyfriend’s workout plan only to end up exhausted, bloated, and crying over a dropped dumbbell? 🙋♀️ Guilty as charged. For years, I forced…
Read moreOkay babes, let’s get real – how many times have you scrolled through Instagram and thought, “Why can’t I own a room like that girl?” 🧐 I used to hide behind group selfies…
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