Last summer, I was a ghost in pearls—dressing up heartache and calling it healing. But this year feels different. I’m not on the sidelines anymore. I’m rebuilding my life through quiet rituals: frozen yogurt on warm nights, brushstrokes on watercolor paper, blog posts published in defiance of doubt. This isn’t a glow-up made for Instagram. It’s a slow, sacred return to self—one small moment at a time.
The Bohemian Life
Growing Pains and Glowing Up: A Glow-Up Journey After Depression and Heartbreak
There’s a side of the glow-up no one talks about—the quiet kind, the gritty kind, the kind that happens in the shadows when no one’s watching. This is the story of becoming—not just more beautiful, but more whole—after heartbreak, depression, and a season that nearly swallowed me. ✿
The Sunday Loaf: A Sweet Potato Loaf and the Art of Soft Survival
On a quiet April Sunday, I baked a sweet potato loaf not for perfection, but for peace. A tender reflection on grief, survival, and soft hope.
How to Romanticize Your Morning Routine When You’re Struggling Mentally
A gentle guide to rebuilding your mornings from the ground up. This post is for anyone struggling mentally, searching for rhythm, softness, and a reason to begin again.
How to Romanticize Your Life (Even When You’re Depressed)
Romanticizing your life isn’t about perfection—it’s about choosing softness in the middle of the storm. This post explores small rituals that helped me feel human again during depression.