Oversharing, Weekly: Vol. 2
Take a shot for every question asked
The other night, while lying in bed, my husband said, “I had a dream last night that we had a little chicken, they were so cute.”
Firstly, slow down, I’m literally a child bride. Second, in this economy? Third, I’m scared!
Most importantly, the cost to have a child is literally astronomical. I don’t understand how people are doing it, buying a house, and having children. I can barely afford myself, how am I supposed to afford a mini me?!
I recently read this article about the fear of becoming a mother, and yeah, that hit home. One of my good friends had a baby in December, and I am genuinely in awe of her. She went in with what looked like zero fear. She was fully prepared for it all. She is the same age as me, 29, and it feels like she is just eons ahead in every manner. How did she have no fear attached to having a baby and becoming a mother? Is it because she always knew she wanted to have children? Is it because she is financially secure? No past trauma?
If you want to read what sent me spiralling, here you go:
Anyway, with the war, worldwide economic collapse pending, and another pandemic on the horizon, tell me why he is dreaming of children!? I’m exhausted.
For good news:
Two-week notice = sent
I will no longer be the girl with two phones. I remember when I first started working in fashion, I signed on the dotted line, was handed my keys, and a new cell phone. I thought it was so cool. So official and important to have a work phone and a personal phone.
Obviously, the expectation is that you’re on that work phone at all hours of the day. That you sacrifice your personal time for the sake of the business.
I used to not really mind it; I actually loved talking to clients all the time. It made me feel impactful and important. Suddenly, though, something changed. It felt like my personal life was nonexistent, and it was taking a toll on me and my relationships. Forget the back burner, it didn’t even make it on the stovetop.
My personal life and relationships are now my priority. I have achieved a lot within my career so far. I still have goals to hit, but they are more aligned with who I am rather than who I was pretending to be.
So I’ll be a one-phone girl, and I simply cannot wait.
Stephanie, my best friend and ray of sunshine, recently launched her coffee truck, Delulu Brew. Words cannot describe how freaking proud I am of her.
From the day I met her, she had a dream to spend time in Asia; she did that, got so inspired by the culture and the coffee she was drinking that she formulated a plan to start her own coffee truck. With beans sourced from Asia and inspired by the drinks she had while living there.
She’s iconic.
I’d like to give myself a smidge of credit for the name. For my bachelorette party, I had little makeup bags customized for all my girls with embroidered names on the front. Mine says “cry baby” (duh), and hers says “delulu” and this was three years ago!!!!!!
Manifesting works.
If you’re reading from AZ, make sure you give them a follow and stop at the market for them.
I had been wearing white pants to taunt my period into making its overdue appearance. News flash, it worked.
Got so spooked there for a second that I thought my grandmother assisted in the immaculate conception from beyond the grave. I wouldn’t put it past her; she was clever that way.
Anyway, my period really hit me head-on this time and brought one of the worst migraines to my doorstep; it lasted a solid 24 hours. Not even a PB&J sandwich or a Coke cured it (that’s my remedy when medication doesn’t do the trick).
How is it that one day you look in the mirror and your thoughts are something along the lines of “you fat ugly pimply toad you should never eat anything other than celery for the remainder of your life and be indoors at all times to spare people from looking at you.” and then the next you’re looking in the mirror saying “wow it is a wonder how my husband isn’t all over me all day, I am a sunshine goddess with a body to be worshipped. you should walk around naked at all times ” can anyone explain?
Wishlist:
The other dress I ordered for said Italy wedding hasn’t arrived. I’m not panicking yet. The Rat & Boa is a strong contender. I just need a hem, and I’ll be set. Hems are quick and easy anyway.
La Perla Silk Top = hot
Reiss Silk dress = 2000s fairy vibes
René Caovilla heels = with above dress plz and thx
TBR:
Crescent City (finishing series tonight, pray for me)
Fourth Wing (starting for the first time, really pray for me)
Substack TBR:
What I have been doing to prep for Eurosummer:
2x a day dry brush
Nightly body oil and moisturizer everywhere
2x a week teeth whitening
3x a week red light mask
Water water water
Hot yoga 2x a week
10k steps a day w/ weights
Haircut booked, this is inspo:
Where I’ve eaten:
Tacko (take out)- carnitas bowl, add lettuce
Home
What I’m listening to:
What I’ve watched:
Wuthering Heights (3.5/5 stars)
Off-Campus episode 1 (I think I may have to pause and read all the books because episode one had me hoooooked)
Euphoria episode 1 (brutal viewing experience 0/10)
Recently came across a female founder on Substack, actually, Jasmine Melody and she launched an app called Episoda with her friend Jackie. Think Letterboxd but for shows, but cool. Download immediately. The platform is sick, and I’ll be logging all shows I watch from this moment on. I can’t wait to see what people geek out over on shows like Off Campus!
Xo
Erin
such an honour to be featured in this!!! although i do apologise for sending you spiralling, atleast we’re doing it together <3
Omg yay🥹🥹🥹🥹 about to sit down with a Sweetgreen wrap and start Off Campus tonight I cannot wait 🙂↕️🙂↕️🙂↕️