It’s mid-May, and I swear I just put away my winter coat. (Actually, I didn’t. It’s still hanging on that chair I promised would never become the laundry chair. Lies.) May, my special month, is supposed to feel like a slow sip of iced tea in the sun, […]
Is anything sacred anymore? Lately, it feels like Hollywood has made a very specific, very intentional editorial choice: to kill off its main characters. That’s righ! The ones we’ve rooted for, grown with, sometimes hated briefly but always come back to. Gone. Wiped out. Poisoned, ambushed, ghosted by […]
Is it just me, or is this year sprinting like it’s late for its own meeting? Every time I blink, it’s Monday again. Monday is showing up at the front door like an over-caffeinated guest who doesn’t knock—just barges in, rearranges your to-do list, and reminds you of […]
It’s Mother’s Day, and I’m feeling all the things—joyful, grateful, wistful, and slightly amused by the strange turns life takes. May is already my power month—birthday, blooming flowers, celebratory energy—and Mother’s Day ties it all together like the perfect bow on an already loud, glittery gift. I love […]
Some folks hear the word “boundary” and act like you just slapped their emotional support latte out of their hand. “Why are you being mean?” they ask, as if choosing not to carry their chaos is somehow a federal offense. But let me say it louder for the […]
Ah, May. My birth month. The month of mothers. The month of rebirth, blooms, and “let’s brunch in a garden” energy. I adore May with a passion reserved for vintage earrings and hot coffee on cool mornings. But this May? This May is testing me. Testing my will, […]
It’s Monday. Again. The eternal return. The alarm clock’s betrayal. The caffeine scramble. That moment you look in the mirror and say, “Is this the week I finally catch up… or unravel spectacularly with flair?” But lo and behold—it’s Cinco de Mayo! And while I’m not a margarita […]
Cue the music, flash the lights, and someone hand me a slice of cake — it’s my birthday and my birthday month! Yes, I’m celebrating, and no, you absolutely cannot contain me. What’s wrong with being confident anyway? We spend so much of our lives being told to […]
It’s the first of May. My birthday month. A time when some people post their baby pictures, others their biggest flexes, and a few brave souls post their actual faces unfiltered. Meanwhile, I remain… strategically obscured. Un-selfied. A fog machine away from full noir. Let’s talk about that. […]
Let’s talk about something no one put on their vision board in January: curated nostalgia. It’s not just a vibe. It’s a survival mechanism. And it might just be the most underrated form of self-care we’ve got. You see, I’ve been time-traveling lately—not via DeLorean, but through carefully […]
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