My favorite animal is me when my husband is trying to comfort me during panic attack asking me what he can do to help and me saying that the Sephora sale is starting tomorrow
It was my goal to suffer from disappearing waist syndrome by the end of the year but turns out I still suffer from disappearing dopamine syndrome which can be quite caloric
My toxic trait is watching these TikTok’s of what supermodels eat in a day being like “wow I’m not too far off from that” when in reality I ate a giant bowl of rice and Parmesan cheese for breakfast
After weeks of a “what will I be for Halloween” crisis, I have decided (against my better judgement) to be something that requires me to face my craft-related trauma and devote my life to developing the skill of makeup artistry. Who let me make my own decisions?
My new favorite activity as I walk to and from my office is to try and decide if random people on the street dressed as their corporate selves love to rip and elf bar on the weekends
I get far too frustrated having to wait for a 13 year old to finish with a machine before I use it at the gym. Like go play frisbee kid why are you here?
I just told my husband that me in a black bodysuit would be “giving MooDeng” and he just laughed and said “I don’t know what that word is but I feel like you’re being mean to yourself” 😅