Here’s what’s been getting under my skin lately
in the best way.
(Updated when the vibe shifts.)
Spring 2025
📚 Reading
→ Three Mothers by Anna Malaika Tubbs
This one rearranged something in me. Sharp and intimate. A reminder that brilliance often begins in the margins—and that history forgets exactly who it fears most.
→ Ripe by Sarah Rose Etter
Wet, rotten, radiant. A corporate horror with a black hole inside it—literally. Perfect if you want to feel sick in the best way.
→ Queens of London by Heather Webb
Grit, glitter, and grief. Morally messy women rewriting the rules.
→ Butcher & Blackbird by Brynne Weaver
Enemies to lovers, murder to make-outs. Unhinged in the most loving way. A joyful little bloodbath of a book.
🕯 Loving
The slow, specific act of doing my hair and makeup every morning. Not for anyone. Just because.
A honeysuckle candle that smells like June made a promise it plans to keep.
Sunrises that feel like they’re saying my name back.
🌀 Obsessing
What it means to be a “good girl” when the rules were never built for you.
How softness can be a strategy.
The exact emotional temperature where loyalty becomes compulsion.