Let me start with a confession….I used to think “drink more water” was the medical equivalent of “thoughts and prayers.” Like… okay, but what else? Then lupus entered the chat, and suddenly hydration wasn’t a cute wellness trend, it was survival. So, here’s the real, nonlecturey breakdown of why water matters when you’re living with…
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Abstract Art: When Artists Finally Said “Enough”
There are moments in cultural history when the collective vibe shifts from “we can fix this” to “absolutely not, I’m done.” The early 20th century was one long, dramatic eye roll. After centuries of painting the visible world kings, fruit bowls, religious scenes, and the occasional horse doing the most, artists began to feel that…
THE DELULU DIARIES: This Week I’m Getting My Life Together
Welcome to The Delulu Diaries, my newest series dedicated to the tiny, glittery lies I tell myself to function as a person. This is not a productivity blog or a self‑help column. This is a field study in feminine optimism, where we document the rituals, fantasies, and chaotic rebrands that carry us from one week…
Killer Heels Saturdays: Ch- 8 Writer’s Block & Emotional Blisters
How I Navigate Creative Slumps With Humor and Self‑Compassion There are two kinds of pain in this world, the kind you get from wearing heels you had no business wearing or the kind you get from staring at a blank page until it starts to feel personal. Both hurt. Both make you question your life…
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…
The Lazy Girl’s Guide to Enlightenment, Vol. 1- Meditation for People Who Can’t Sit Still.
Welcome to this new series where enlightenment is not earned through 4 hour morning routines, silent retreats, or drinking moon water at 5 AM. This is spirituality for the girl who is spiritually curious but always on the go or stuck horizontal thanks to lupus with no in between. This is for the girl who…
COLOR CRUSH SERIES: TERRACOTTA
Terracotta showed up in my week like a calm older sister who’s seen some things. She didn’t knock, she just let herself in, sat on my counter, and said, “Babe… breathe.” And honestly? I needed that. There’s something about this color that feels ancient in the best way, like it remembers who you were before…
Killer Heels Saturdays: Ch 6 — Writing Rituals & Red Soles: How I Actually Get Words on the Page
There’s this myth that writers glide into their desks every morning like swans, open their laptops, and effortlessly pour out brilliance while sipping something herbal and morally superior. I, Me. Myself… am just not that writer. Not even close. My process is more “creative gremlin with good snacks” than “ethereal literary goddess.” But it works….
Printmaking: The Original Social Media
As part of my art history series, I thought this topic would be fun to talk about next. Before we had feeds, timelines, and share buttons, we had ink, pressure, and a whole lot of ingenuity. Long before the internet connected billions of people, printmaking connected entire societies by spreading images, ideas, gossip, political messages,…
Color Crush Series: Charcoal
Charcoal is the color of containment. A color of clarity and says, “I’m here to protect my peace.” In a world that often demands sparkle and speed, charcoal is the visual pause. It’s the shade that says, “I’m not available for the chaos, but I am available for the truth.” Charcoal is the scaffolding behind…
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