05/30/2026
Warning~ Very long train of thought caption ~
I want to use products that make me feel like my inner and outer worlds align.I’m tired of fissures in my identity. Tired of bringing things into my home that ask me to be someone else.
A fluorescent green bottle on the counter. A promise to reverse, erase, optimize, improve. Messages that suggest I am perpetually becoming rather than already enough. Because I already doubt myself without that bottles daily reminder.
I don’t want my rituals to feel like correction 🐚I want them to feel like recognition.I want the things I reach for each morning to remind me who I am, not who I should be.
I want to be weird & I want to believe in plants and science & nervous systems and intuition. In evidence + instinct. In beauty that deepens rather than disappears.
I want to age and feel beautiful not as some act of resistance but as human nature.
I want products that honor the woman I am becoming, not wage war against her and I want to share all of my favorites with you. I want to look around my home and feel peace.
Peace in the objects I’ve chosen.
Peace in the scents that fill the room, knowing they heal and are good for my babies and my mom.
Peace in the face reflected back at me( a work in progress ) .
I want my skincare to belong beside my ceramics.
I want my fragrance to feel like my memories.
I want my candles to feel like atmosphere, not decoration.
I want my rituals to feel inherited. Like something women have been quietly passing to one another for generations.
The older I get, the less interested I am in transformation and the more interested I am in alignment
Less optimization ( unless it comes to my google calendar, please send help)
More connection ( murder club )
Less correction.
More reverence
Less becoming
More belonging
