We’re the Same Kind of Person…
Some of the people who love something the most never post it. They don’t need to. They already know. And honestly, that’s the highest compliment.
I miss In Touch magazine, a good Cosmo spread, and when everyone had their own opinion — on coffee, at least.
There was a time when you liked what you liked and that was enough. Before algorithms, before scripts, before everyone pretended to love the same things. I think what people are really craving now is community, and that’s what I’m trying to create with Lattly.
Boyfriends Are Embarrassing Now, So Cuffing Season Is Officially Over.
Vogue says boyfriends are embarrassing now and honestly the holidays feel just as unpredictable. As you get older, traditions fade, new ones form, and the season becomes less about performance and more about comfort. This year, I’m choosing ease, and maybe a pre-made dinner.
Dirty Ass New York.
I don’t know when I started drinking this much coffee. Maybe it’s when I launched a business. Maybe it’s when I realized I’d have to run it mostly by myself. Or maybe it’s just what happens when your brain is always ten tabs deep and one espresso shot away from brilliance, or disaster.
Either way, here we are.
This space isn’t really about caffeine, though. It’s about the in-between parts. The mornings when everything feels possible and the nights when you wonder what on earth you’re doing. It’s about business and burnout and big feelings disguised as to-do lists. It’s about New York trains and D.C. kitchens and the moments that remind you you’re still here, still trying, still a little wired.
So pour something warm, sit down, and stay awhile. I’ll probably be over-caffeinated. But I promise to tell the truth.