This morning, somewhere between the grogginess of waking up and the steam of the shower, I found myself mid-verse in an Alanis Morissette song.Not a playlist in sight. No radio playing. Just me belting out:“I got one hand in my pocket, and the other one is hailin’ a […]
Well, I finally did it. I caved and watched Inventing Anna, the Netflix miniseries about the fake German heiress who scammed New York’s social elite, financial institutions, and a few unfortunate souls trying to pay their rent. It’s one of those shows I sidestepped for years, like a […]
I recently stumbled across a quote I had scribbled down at some point in my life, buried in a note, between grocery lists and half-baked blog titles: “A narrow mind and a fat head invariably come on the same person.”— Zig Ziglar Wait, what? I blinked. Then blinked […]
This weekend, I watched the latest Mission: Impossible installment- The Final Reckoning (is it really the final one? Who knows anymore?). What I do know is that this franchise has lived a long life powered by Tom Cruise’s energy, charisma, and refusal to slow down. And, while this […]
The other night, I randomly dove into two very different shows. One called Four Seasons and the other Tuiskoms. Somehow, both ended up riding the same emotional wave with women, post-life hiccup, signing up for surfing lessons. Surfing? Not therapy. Not wine. Not screaming into a pillow. Surfing. […]
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 […]
There are some songs that feel less like music and more like an excavation — digging through layers of past hurt, survival, grit, and finally, fragile hope. Kesha’s “Praying” is one of those songs for me. It’s not just a melody; it’s a full body memory, a tremor […]
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 […]
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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