The other week, I forgot my headphones on the train and had the pleasure of listening to a woman talk about her search for the perfect pair of shoes for a dress she had bought. For 25 minutes. Now, don’t get me wrong, I like a good shoe. Dresses are my jam. But, I struggled …
I have taken up a haphazard and frankly blasé approach to gardening. Some people might scrunch their faces up at this. There are weeds. Rogue poppy plants. People asking me how we grow peonies*. (*Answer: they were there when we bought the house. I kind of let them do their thing). I employ Garden Darwinism. If you’re …
I think it’s a myth that if you are an adult, that you have all your shit together. Like you can keep on top of your laundry and you remember to put salt in the dishwasher. You can get yourself ready in the morning leisurely, over some freshly brewed coffee and yes, you even made …
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