I just finished a book that was so good, I’m actually contemplating sending a heartfelt letter to the author like a total weirdo. I mean, who knew a fictional character could make me sob like my high school crush just rejected me all over again? And don’t even get me started on the plot twists—one minute I’m sipping my tea, and the next I’m yelling at my cat to “STOP judging me!” as if she’s the o...
Can we talk about how people think they're fashion experts just because they binge-watch a couple of reality shows? Like, congrats on knowing the difference between haute couture and a hoodie, but your 'expert' advice looks like it came straight from a clearance bin. And don't even get me started on 'influencers' who make a career out of telling us to wear oversized shirts and call it revolutionar...
Why is it that every time I finally get into a “serious” conversation with someone, it feels like I’m auditioning for a reality show? Like, do I really need to explain my entire life story just to get a decent “how was your day” back? And can we please agree that asking me my five-year plan is a solid way to send me spiraling into an existential crisis? What’s wrong with just vibing and seeing where it goes? Is that too much to ask?
Why is it that every time I finally get into a “serious” conversation with someone, it feels like I’m auditioning for a reality show? Like, do I really need to explain my entire life story just to get a decent “how was your day” back? And can we please agree that asking me my five-year plan is a solid way to send me spiraling into an existential crisis? What’s wrong with just vibing and seeing where it goes? Is that too much to ask?
I finally realized the real reason I can’t stick to a fitness routine: it’s not the lack of time; it’s the fact that my couch whispers sweet nothings to me every time I think of working out. But honestly, isn’t it kind of pointless to spend hours sculpting abs when I could just be working on developing my “snack and binge-watch” talent? You know it’s bad when your fitness goal turns into “can I ge...