āA personality exposĆ© wrapped in sass, truth, and a little self-drag. Thereās a myth floating around that people change. That time and therapy and a few overpriced planners from Target can transform you into a brand-new, evolved, emotionally balanced adult. And Iām here to tell youāI bought the planner. I color-coded my trauma. But honeyā¦ …
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Letās be real: if anyone deserves a whole holiday just for existing, itās Americans. Not the ones in stock photos gently flipping burgers in khaki shorts and tucked-in polos (bless them, though). Iām talking about the real, gritty, resilient, beautifully frazzled Americans who make this country tick. You. My husband. Your uncle who works overtime. …
There are days when hope feels like a slippery bar of soap in the shower. You reach for it, but it squirts across the room and hides behind the shampoo bottle. And all you can do is sit thereādripping wet, eyes stinging, unsure if it's even worth trying again. If thatās where you are right …
Well well well, look who made it to Friday. Barely. But we're here. Lip gloss slightly smudged, iced coffee half-melted, and dignityā¦ questionable. But here. And not just any Friday, darlingāitās the last Friday of the month. AKA the āI-swear-next-month-Iām-getting-my-life-togetherā kind of Friday. The āletās pretend this laundry pile is a minimalist floor sculptureā kind …
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A Detox Diary Full of Delusion and Dorito Cravings Let me set the scene: I woke up one morning, bloated from cheese fries and regret, and decided I was going to āeat clean.ā Iād seen the girls on Pinterest with their green smoothies and glow-in-the-dark skin. They looked like they had inner peace, great digestion, …
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ā A Honey Without Flowers Budget-Friendly Confessional They say money canāt buy happiness. But it can buy drugstore dupes that feel like happiness, and thatās close enough. Hereās what really happens when I open my Amazon app for ājust one thingā and find myself elbow-deep in reviews, swatches, and skincare dreams š»The First Lie: āIām …
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Thereās a special kind of audacity that lives deep inside a recovering control freak. Ask me how I know. š Iāve prayed that iconic prayer ā āJesus, take the wheel!ā ā more times than I can count. But if Iām being real honest (and honey, we do real honest around here), what I meant was: …
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The beauty (and comedy) of sticking together through all seasons Let me be clear: long-term love is not for the faint of heart. Itās for the stubborn. The slightly delusional. The wildly optimistic. And the ones who know that choosing each other daily is sometimes more like saying, āFine. But Iām still mad and you …
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š©āāļøSubtitle: From Judgey Judy to Just Let Me Put My Reading Glasses On First Let me tell you something about younger me: she was full of opinions. Not the helpful kind, either. The āIāll never do thatā kind. The judgment came easy, the eyebrows were perpetually raised, and the eye-rolls were Olympic level. I had …
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I really thought I was doing something. Like, bold-woman-walking-into-her-silver-era energy. Graceful. Grounded. Glowy. Growing out my gray hair felt like a power move. A ātake thatā to beauty standards. A quiet revolution on my scalp. But somewhere between month three and my third spiral in the mirrorā¦it started to feel less like a revolution and …
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Honey without Flowers 