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The Real Girl Diaries: Episode 4

Unplugging doesn’t have to be a digital detox retreat with detox juice. “Meal Prepping for the Emotionally Unavailable” (Subtitle: Mostly snacks. Zero commitment.) Alternate Title: How I Know It’s Time to Unplug (and Eat Crackers for Dinner) Let me paint the scene: I’m sitting on the floor, eating hummus with a spoon. My phone justContinue reading “The Real Girl Diaries: Episode 4”

The Real Girl Diaries: Episode 3

Do I remember life before the internet? Babe, I barely remember life before graduation “How to Look Like a Boss When You Mentally Haven’t Clocked In Since 2023” (Also starring: a very tired but fabulous primary school English teacher.) Someone recently asked me, “Do you remember life before the internet?” And I said, “Do IContinue reading “The Real Girl Diaries: Episode 3”

The Real Girl Diaries: Episode 2

I’m good at surviving, thriving (in my own chaotic way), and romanticizing Monday mornings like they’re a scene in a Netflix original. “Things I’m Good At (Besides Mentally Living in a Blanket Burrito)” People be out here saying they’re good at Excel formulas, running marathons, or investing in crypto. Me? I’m good at: 🧘‍♀️ Being PatientContinue reading “The Real Girl Diaries: Episode 2”

The Real Girl Diaries: Episode 1

I have coffee, charm, and questionable impulse control. I am having it all, babe. “Having It All?” Sweetie, I Can Barely Keep Track of My Socks. You know those magazine covers or Pinterest quotes that shout “YOU CAN HAVE IT ALL!”? Career. Love. Killer abs. A 3-step skincare routine that actually works. A dog thatContinue reading “The Real Girl Diaries: Episode 1”

The Undying Legend: My Pre-Pandemic Mom Jeans

You’d think that as a self-declared shopaholic — borderline needing a support group — I would’ve replaced them ten times by now. But no. Let me tell you about the oldest thing I’m wearing today — and no, it’s not my sarcasm or my sleep-deprived eye bags (though they have been around since at leastContinue reading “The Undying Legend: My Pre-Pandemic Mom Jeans”

Freedom? Oh, You Mean Breathing Without Permission?

You think I should settle down, be quieter, dim my sparkle a little? Babe, I didn’t even charge this energy for you. Let’s talk about freedom, shall we? Not the dramatic, waving-the-flag-on-a-mountain kind (although… if there’s a coffee cart on that mountain, I’m in). I’m talking about the kind of freedom that makes your soulContinue reading “Freedom? Oh, You Mean Breathing Without Permission?”

If I Could Trade Jobs for Just One Day… Call Me the Gala Gossip Queen

A+ for energy, B for balance, and babe, this silhouette needed one more fitting. You know how people say, “If I could do anything for just one day…” and they go on about skydiving, living in Paris, or being Beyoncé? Well, pas moi. I just want a microphone, a bedazzled press pass, and a spotContinue reading “If I Could Trade Jobs for Just One Day… Call Me the Gala Gossip Queen”

The Wisdom of My Weird, Wonderful Advisory Team

After all, who better to guide me than the one person who knows all my quirks, bad habits, and irrational love for overpriced coffee? When life throws a curveball—and let’s face it, life is basically one giant game of dodgeball—I know exactly where to turn for guidance. I’ve gathered a rather unconventional yet undeniably powerfulContinue reading “The Wisdom of My Weird, Wonderful Advisory Team”

What Gives Me Direction in Life? (Spoiler: It’s Not Google Maps)

I’m one of those people who finds chaos oddly comforting. Planning is cool, but spontaneous dance breaks and impulsively deciding to try a new hobby I’ll forget about next week? Even cooler. If life came with a GPS, mine would constantly be saying things like, “Recalculating route… again.” I’m not exactly the poster child forContinue reading “What Gives Me Direction in Life? (Spoiler: It’s Not Google Maps)”

Currently in My Taxi Driver Era (But Make It Fashion)

living my taxi driver era minus the violence, plus excessive journaling and caffeine dependency Like Travis Bickle, but instead of plotting chaos, I’m just aggressively writing “dear diary, wtf” at 3 a.m., surviving solely on caffeine… plus — let’s be real — way better taste in jackets. Because if I’m gonna lose my mind atContinue reading “Currently in My Taxi Driver Era (But Make It Fashion)”