Okay babes, let’s get real – did anyone else’s “self-care Sunday” recently involve staring at that pile of dishes while crying into a cold latte? 🙃 That was me three months ago, until…
Read moreOkay, real talk: I used to wake up like a startled raccoon 🦝 – scrambling for coffee while mentally drafting apology texts for the 3 AM “u up?” memes I’d sent my group…
Read moreOkay, confession time: I used to think “self-care” was code for “people who own too many Himalayan salt lamps.” 🙈 Then came the Tuesday I cried over burnt toast, texted my ex’s mom…
Read moreOkay ladies, real talk time 👀 I was standing in the grocery line yesterday, staring at a magazine cover screaming “SELF-CARE = BATH SALTS!” while my toddler tried to lick the conveyor belt….
Read moreLet me paint you a picture: it’s 10:32 AM on a Tuesday, and I’m debating whether to attend my Zoom call in pajamas or yesterday’s leggings. The coffee’s cold, my cat’s judging my…
Read moreOkay ladies, let’s get real 💁♀️. Remember when I tried that viral 6AM bootcamp last winter? Spoiler: I lasted 3 days before crying into my matcha latte 🍵. Turns out, copying some influencer’s…
Read moreOkay real talk, babes 🍷… When I spent 2020 perfecting my chia pudding and doomscrolling through 387 different yoga tutorials, I thought I’d cracked the “self-care” code. Spoiler: My adrenal glands filed a…
Read moreOkay, spill the tea – who else bought 17 self-help books during lockdown only to end up using them as coasters? 🙋♀️ raises hand guiltily But hear me out: after my third existential…
Read moreOkay, confession time 🫣: I used to be that girl who considered “organized chaos” a personality trait. My desk looked like a stationery store exploded, my Google Calendar had more abandoned events than…
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…
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