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The Real Girl Diaries: Episode 5

I’ve feared a lot of things in my life — spiders, accidentally replying-all, and once, the idea that if my body changed, I wouldn’t like myself anymore. “How to Romanticize Life When Your Planner is Empty and So Are Your Cabinets” (Subtitle: Healing is real. So is late-night coffee or tea with chocolate.) Let’s beContinue reading “The Real Girl Diaries: Episode 5”

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 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”

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”

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)”

From Needles to Novels (and Blazers): The Risk That Changed Everything

Was it easy? Absolutely not. There were tears. There were existential crises. There were moments when I stared at verb conjugations like they had personally wronged me. But there was also coffee. So. Much. Coffee. Once upon a time, I was the girl who knew how to insert IVs before I could walk confidently inContinue reading “From Needles to Novels (and Blazers): The Risk That Changed Everything”

Venus Gemini Closet Confessions: I Dress Like My Mood Swings (and That’s the Point)

— in five languages, with jazz hands. I don’t dress for the occasion. I am the occasion. You know when people say, “Fashion is self-expression”? Well, my outfits are basically yelling — in five languages, with jazz hands. I don’t dress for the occasion. I am the occasion. There’s a rare joy in hearing someoneContinue reading “Venus Gemini Closet Confessions: I Dress Like My Mood Swings (and That’s the Point)”