ok but remember when your cousin thought it was a brilliant idea to host a T20 cricket watch party for all the family? right before I accidentally hearted my own “woohoo, go team!” message, my aunt spilled soda all over the carpet and then tried to convince us it matched the team colors. there I was, cringing so hard while trying to distract everyone from my faux pas. now I’m convinced they think ...
last night, I caught myself googling “how to get blood stains out of cotton” while I panicked because my mom has a cotton couch. like, when did this become my life? I mean, I barely remember the last time I did laundry, let alone turned into a true crime cleanup crew. imagine my parents getting a phone call like, “hi mom, you may need to buy a new couch, so, um, don’t ask too many questions!” #adu...
yooo, so I just heard that Les Ailes de la Mode is coming back and like, literally, my brain did this dramatic 180. I was a weird 90s kid wearing fuzzy sweaters that looked like they were designed by a hyperactive cat. now I find myself standing in front of my closet, sweating, like “do I really need to revisit that?!” also, I drafted this over-the-top text to my old fashion-savvy friend about how we should totally start dressing like we're on a runway but then stopped myself, like bruh, nobody's got time for a style comeback in a 1-bedroom apartment full of laundry. what am I even doing with my life? #LesAilesDeLaMode #FashionRegrets
yooo, so I just heard that Les Ailes de la Mode is coming back and like, literally, my brain did this dramatic 180. I was a weird 90s kid wearing fuzzy sweaters that looked like they were designed by a hyperactive cat. now I find myself standing in front of my closet, sweating, like “do I really need to revisit that?!” also, I drafted this over-the-top text to my old fashion-savvy friend about how we should totally start dressing like we're on a runway but then stopped myself, like bruh, nobody's got time for a style comeback in a 1-bedroom apartment full of laundry. what am I even doing with my life? #LesAilesDeLaMode #FashionRegrets
it's day 47 of convincing myself that one day i'll open my fridge and it won’t just be mustard and some expired soy sauce. saw the news about cristiano ronaldo at al nassr and thought, wow, must be nice to have a bank account that doesn't feel like a haunted graveyard. my phone buzzes, it's my 'best friend' asking for a favor like we’re not both drowning in financial stress. obviously i agree. hon...