The Hot & Unbothered Edit

Hybranation season started earlier this week when all my fellow Londoners and myself included saw the snow. In November. That was not on my bingo card. So, this and yet another middle-of-the-night crisis hit me. With winter coming, the only thing we have on our minds is to dress up as warm as possible, at least that’s what I keep hearing (rarely me though, I was built to commit to an outfit I imagined and pull through with it, and no temperature outside will pivot my ultimate

Great people will uplift you; others, with small, narrow-minded views and a lack of ideas, will try to bring you down. They should have taught us that in school. And budgeting, oh how much I wish it were the case, instead of formulas that I have not once used in my life. Maybe that way I would have some financial literacy instead of justifying a lot of my spending with “ I’m just a girl” (thank the Universe for the Gen Z slang). With all the seriousness, I was thinking the ot

Now, who said that doom scrolling on TikTok, during your pitty party day, is bad for you? How else am I supposed to pick myself up? Guessing which ex still loves me and is afraid to tell me (according to my latest taro reading) is a must-go-through ritual that should land on your fyp before, though. That’s like a sign that you are closer to a portal. To a better algorithm out there. Pinky promise. Now the past week has not just wooped my ass yet again, on Friday it has frankl

Listening to Case Kenny’s new book, The Opposite of Settling , he asks the question, “When was the last time you felt most like yourself?” Book of the week – Case Keny, The Opposite of Settling for self-growth and revolution, what you already know. The Rich people’s problems – for fun. I sat there for a moment before heading out for my morning walk in a gloomy London weather, trying to piece together where it was, who I was with, and what I was doing. I couldn’t remember. N

And what do we do when the hope for romantic love leaves us? Correct! We throw ourselves into work. As you can tell, my week was supposed to be a very cute one and include a mini vacation, but instead I had a mini crisis. Though it was not all dramatic, full of tears, and internal screaming. It was a very quiet death of hope. My good friend keeps asking me not to say that, but that is true. That hope has left me. And being a proud lover girl, I need to give my love to someone

Have you had a mini crash out on the internet this week? Well, I have. Not only do I have one, but it was scheduled for me to record The Risky Business Diaries, so I was withholding my tears on camera, I edited it, and posted it online for everyone to see. All because it does feel like I am doing nothing at all. Despite my endless ToDo list, I see no progress. Of course, by progress, I mean financial stability, which my brain needs in order for me to feel "safe". Aren't I sup

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