Okay, real talk.I didn’t always think about the psychology of fashion. I just… wore whatever didn’t smell like last week’s laundry pile.
But then one...
Minimalist Fashion.......I used to own so many clothes. Like, embarrassingly many. My closet looked like the aftermath of a rom-com breakup scene. You know...
Solo female travel. Man, just typing that makes my palms sweaty, sitting here in my cramped Brooklyn apartment, coffee mug steaming, the radiator hissing...
Capsule wardrobe, y’all—it’s my obsession, my chaos, my freakin’ salvation. I’m writing this from my tiny Chicago apartment, where my closet’s basically a Tetris...
Spring outfit ideas? Man, they’re my obsession right now, sitting here in my cramped Brooklyn apartment, surrounded by piles of clothes that scream 2025...