girls on twitter post pretty pictures to motivate themselves to do school work and someone always yells “school isn’t like that most people hate” in the replies… girl we get it you’re miserable. doesn’t mean everyone else has to be too?
can we just agree that talking about how much you hate vegetables stops being quirky and relatable past the age of 7? being a picky eater is fine but having the taste palate of a preschooler does not make you cool and different, it’s nothing to be proud of.
i don’t believe in hating things solely because they’re popular, however i do judge books by their covers which is why i’ll never read anything by colleen hoover. i’m sure people love her books for a reason but i do not want those fugly picsart covers in my house
bought lavender kombucha, tickets to the nutcracker for christmas day, a new cashmere sweater, the laneige water sleeping mask and some new gold jewellery, i have achieved peace
christmas market season is about to begin and it’s my favourite time of the year because the entire city centre smells like gingerbread, candied almonds and mulled wine and the v*bes are just indescribable
cashmere notes in perfume, fresh sugar caramel lip balm, wool coats, leather gloves, oversized scarfs, essie nail polish in wicked, candied almonds, no blush because the cold will do the job, cinnamon coffee
today - up since 5:30am, oversized cashmere sweater, small diamond stud earrings, bubble bath replica, claw clips, clear nail polish, chai latte, studying econometrics in the library while splitting a warm white chocolate and raspberry cookie with a friend
october faves: off shoulder cashmere sweaters, perfume layering, byredo eleventh hour, clarins comfort lip oil in cherry, dr. jart+ cicapair serum, stacking rings, white chocolate matcha latte, clear nailpolish, jazz club but as a candle
taking an actual yoga/pilates class is a life changing experience, because you have no idea how bad your execution and posture are until someone physically corrects you and then all of the sudden you feel muscles you didn’t even know existed