You know that moment when you’re sipping your oat milk latte, scrolling through Instagram reels of puppy videos, and suddenly your brain goes: “Wait…should I actually care about investing?” Girl, same. Let me…
Read moreHow I Rebuilt My Life (and Bank Account) After Divorce – Your Ultimate Guide to Financial Freedom 💸✨
Okay babes, let’s get real for a second. Two years ago, I was crying into my chardonnay while staring at spreadsheets that might as well have been written in ancient hieroglyphics. Freshly divorced…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. Picture this: me, age 28, sitting at my kitchen table with a cold latte ☕️, staring at my paycheck breakdown like it’s hieroglyphics. I’d just gotten my first “big…
Read moreOkay, let’s start with a scene we’ve all almost lived: me, standing in a grocery store line six months post-divorce, holding a carton of oat milk and a sad-looking avocado, when my card…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. Last week, my girl squad and I were sipping iced matcha lattes when someone dropped this bomb: “I just put $5k into crypto because my boyfriend’s cousin’s roommate ‘knows…
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Read moreOkay, real talk over matcha lattes ☕: I used to think “asset allocation” was a term for dividing closet space with roommates. Then I turned 30, panicked about my sad little savings account,…
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