I want to retire in a way that I don’t even remember what budgeting feels like. I want to be that kind of glamorously unbothered woman who wakes up and decides, “Retirement Plans? Think Villa, Vibes, and Zero Wrinkles.” How do I want to retire? Easy. Happily, peacefully, and—sorry, not sorry—filthy rich. đź’¸ I’m notContinue reading “The Real Girl Diaries, Episode 12”
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The Real Girl Diaries: Episode 7
My dream chocolate, —the holy duo: a bitter dark chocolate bar filled with crispy granola, sassy little pistachios, and a coffee-infused center that hits harder than my unresolved childhood trauma. “Canceled Plans and No One Died: A Hero’s Journey in Sweatpants” (Subtitle: Featuring emotionally supportive chocolate, strong coffee, and stronger boundaries.) Once upon a timeContinue reading “The Real Girl Diaries: Episode 7”
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 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 BeyoncĂ©? 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”
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)”
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)”
Choosing Myself First: The Art of Being Considerate Without Losing Your Mind (or Your Style)
Being considerate is a virtue, but if it means hiding who you are, then maybe it’s time to consider being a little less considerate and a lot more you. One decision I made that helped me grow — and by grow, I mean evolve from “a nice person trying too hard” to “a person whoContinue reading “Choosing Myself First: The Art of Being Considerate Without Losing Your Mind (or Your Style)”
One Place, A Thousand Lessons
Sometimes the place you walk through becomes part of who you are. Back in high school, I wasn’t just studying from books — I was learning life firsthand. I was in a nursing program, and while my friends were writing essays, I was taking vitals, assisting patients, and navigating the real world of hospitals. OneContinue reading “One Place, A Thousand Lessons”
What Job Would I Do for Free? easy
What job would you do for free? What Job Would I Do for Free? Easy. I’d be a fashion consultant or stylist. For free. Pour rien. Nada. Just hand me a double shot of black coffee and someone in need of a wardrobe intervention, and I’m good to go. There’s just something deeply satisfying aboutContinue reading “What Job Would I Do for Free? easy”