Okay, confession time: I used to think “luxury travel” meant sipping €20 cappuccinos at hotel rooftops while wearing linen pants I’d immediately spill said cappuccino on. 🙃 Then I discovered the real art…
Read moreOkay girlies, let’s get real over our imaginary lattes ☕. Three years ago, I was that girl crying over bank statements while eating $15 avocado toast. Today? I’m sipping matcha in my home…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. When I first moved into my studio apartment (read: glorified shoebox), I cried over my bank account and my sad beige curtains. Then I realized: luxury isn’t about price…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real – who actually wants to sleep in a hostel bunk bed listening to someone’s questionable snoring symphony after spending 12 hours hauling a 40L backpack? 🙅♀️ Been there, hated…
Read moreOkay, real talk ladies… 👛 Who else grew up thinking “money talk” was about as exciting as watching paint dry? 🙄 I used to believe budgeting meant eating ramen until payday and that…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. Last Tuesday, I was sitting at my favorite café (ordering an oat milk matcha because priorities), scrolling through Instagram, when it hit me: Every third post was either a…
Read moreOkay, let’s be real 💁♀️ – how many times have you scribbled “lose 10 pounds” or “get abs” on your New Year’s resolution list only to find yourself stress-eating cookies by February? 🙃…
Read moreOkay, real talk time. Last week, I overheard two women at my local café whispering about “diversified portfolios” while I pretended to fix my eyeliner. My first thought? “Girl, same – I still…
Read moreOkay, real talk: Who actually wants to stay in a hostel with questionable Wi-Fi and “vintage” bedding when you could be sipping champagne in a clawfoot tub overlooking Santorini? 🙅♀️ Don’t get me…
Read moreOkay ladies, let’s spill the tea ☕️… Last summer, I accidentally got mistaken for a “low-key celebrity” at a Parisian café because I showed up wearing a €25 Zara blazer paired with vintage…
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