Okay, let’s start with full transparency: I killed a cactus last month. A cactus. The plant that thrives on neglect. Meanwhile, my Instagram feed insists I should be acing sourdough baking, hosting immaculate…
Read moreYou know that feeling when you walk into someone’s pristine white apartment and it looks… suspiciously like a furniture catalog? ✨ That was me three years ago. My “Instagram-perfect” home got compliments, but…
Read moreOkay real talk ladies… 👀 Remember that time I cried in SoulCycle because the instructor yelled “THIS IS WHERE YOU EARN YOUR BRUNCH!” while my quads screamed bloody murder? Yeahhh, let’s never revisit…
Read moreOkay ladies, real talk time. Last week I tried squeezing into my favorite vintage Levi’s and… let’s just say the button flew off like it was escaping a toxic relationship. 💥 After ugly-laughing…
Read moreOkay real talk – when’s the last time you actually used that pineapple-shaped cheese board? 🍍 You know, the one collecting dust next to your unused juicer and “aspirational” scented candles? Two years…
Read moreOkay, real talk: I used to have a terrible relationship with my blender. Not because it couldn’t make smoothies, but because I’d guiltily eyeball spinach portions like a carb-fearing maniac. Sound familiar? 🙈…
Read moreOkay, real talk: When my yoga instructor casually said “let’s shrink those love handles!” during a pandemic Zoom class, I rage-quit so fast I nearly took out my succulent collection. 🌵 That moment…
Read moreOkay, real talk – who else used to treat exercise like a punishment for last night’s pizza? 🍕 raises hand dramatically I’d drag myself to boot camps, count reps like prison sentences, and…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. Last Tuesday, my bestie FaceTimed me mid-plank (rude) and said, “Girl, are you training for the Olympics or just avoiding adulting?” 💀 I nearly face-planted laughing – but she’s…
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