Welcome back to the digital wilderness. Today I’m venturing into one of the most unpredictable habitats known as modern anthropology. The group chat. A place where logic goes to nap, notifications multiply like fruit flies, and everyone is somehow both online and unavailable at the same time. A topic I am intimately familiar with as…
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Femininity as a Petty Science – It’s Not Mean, Just Delightfully Precise
There’s a special corner of femininity that isn’t soft, gentle, or nurturing. It’s strategic. It’s calculated. It’s the part of us that knows exactly how long to pause before hitting send, exactly how high to flip our hair, and exactly how to say “let me check my calendar” even though we have the emotional availability…
The Everyday Disney Villain Era, Vol. 2 Still In The Maleficent Era: The Dramatic Sleeper
There comes a moment in every woman’s life when she realizes she’s not “just tired” but she is, in fact, one REM cycle away from cursing an entire kingdom. And that, unfortunately for everyone around me, is my natural resting state. Welcome to my Maleficent Era that I’m still in, where I require ten uninterrupted…
The Delulu Diaries: My Brain Said Red Flag, My Heart Said Plot Twist
Welcome back to The Delulu Diaries, a series dedicated to the tiny, glittery lies I tell myself to function as a person. It’s not about productivity or self-help, it’s more a field study of that feminine optimism I talked about before where I am documenting my rituals, fantasies, or even chaotic rebrands that carry me…
Femininity as a Creative Technology
Not a performance. A system. There’s this old, dusty idea that femininity is something you put on, like a costume, a performance, a soft little show for the world. Cute. Decorative. Optional. The older I get, the more I realize…. Femininity is not a performance. It’s a technology. A whole operating system. A creative engine….
The Art of Being Unapologetically Too Much
There’s a moment in every woman’s life when she realizes the world has been trying to shrink her. Not always loudly. Sometimes it’s subtle with just a raised eyebrow, a “calm down,” a “you’re overreacting,” a “wow, that’s a lot.” Other times it’s blunt “You’re too emotional. Too sensitive. Too dramatic.” For years, I treated…
Welcome to the Revamp Era: The Blog Glow Up Nobody Warned You About
There comes a moment in every woman’s life when she looks at her blog, her digital child, her creative scrapbook, her public diary she pretends isn’t a diary and realizes… “Oh. This isn’t me anymore. This is the ghost of a girl I’ve already outgrown.” My blog started as a cute little creative corner. A…
How I Fall in Love with Fall Every Year
Every year like clockwork, I tumble headfirst into a love affair with fall, and nothing makes me happier. For me, fall is full of cozy time, cute, layered clothing, and creative sparks that light up my brain with so much happiness I ooze it. You always hear about seasonal depression. In the Midwest it seems…
One Of My New Love Languages—Feedback
When most people think of love languages they think of acts of service or physical touch. Before this blog I would have said quality time. Giving me undivided attention with conversation and some board games or a movie after cooking dinner together. Although I still want all that, I’ve found a new appreciation for a…
Playfulness Is My New Superpower
For the entirety of my creative endeavors, I chased perfection. I edited and over-thought everything until the pictures were pristine, stitched in perfect lines, and everything was curated like I was sending it off to a museum. Naturally after years of that I lost the spark along with the glitter, the giggles, and the joy. For me creating was my…
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