Okay ladies, confession time: I used to be a fast fashion addict. You know the drill—$20 polyester blazers, “trendy” neon skirts worn once, and that one sequined top that shed glitter like a…
Read moreOkay, real talk 💁♀️ – I used to think “glowing skin” was code for “born with perfect genetics” until I discovered these weirdly simple tricks during my Parisian bestie’s wedding prep. Forget 12-step…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. The other morning, I spilled oat milk on my white linen pants while trying to contour my cheekbones in a moving Uber. Elegance? More like a raccoon impersonating a…
Read moreOkay ladies, confession time 💁♀️: I used to think “effortless beauty” was code for “wakes up looking like Brigitte Bardot.” Then I accidentally spilled café au lait on a Parisian grandma’s Hermès scarf…
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