Let 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 babes, let’s get real. Three years ago, I was crying into a tub of discount ice cream while my credit card statements mocked me from the kitchen table. Today? I’m sipping matcha…
Read moreYou know that moment when you’re staring at your laptop in a dimly lit café, pretending to enjoy your fourth oat milk latte of the day, and suddenly realize your soul has officially…
Read moreOkay ladies, let’s get REAL for a sec. 👯♀️ Picture this: Last week, I was sitting in the park watching three women – a college student scribbling in a notebook, a mom wrangling…
Read moreOkay, let’s get messy for a sec. Raise your hand if you’ve ever… – Panic-deleted your banking app notifications 🙋♀️ – Treated credit cards like Monopoly money 🃏 – Googled “how to adult”…
Read moreOkay, real talk time 💬. Last week, I found myself ugly-crying over a $4 oat milk latte. Not because it tasted bad (though let’s be real, $4 for plant-based foam is criminal), but…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. Last week, I sat at my favorite coffee shop pretending to “adult” with a latte and a spreadsheet. Two women next to me were casually dropping words like “dividend…
Read moreOkay, real talk time: Who else thought “investing” was just for guys in suits yelling on Wall Street? 🙋♀️ When I turned 25, my entire financial strategy involved praying my avocado toast habit…
Read moreOkay ladies, let’s spill the tea ☕. I used to think investing was like trying to read hieroglyphics while riding a unicycle – confusing, risky, and frankly, for people who owned more blazers…
Read moreOkay honey, let’s spill the tea on something we all secretly dread: asking for money. 🙈 Remember that time I practiced my “professional voice” in the mirror for 20 minutes, only to squeak…
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