Eating: Chips. Like, so many chips. Today my coworker was talking about eating chips amid weekend stress and a light bulb flickered on in my PMS brain urging me to storm the snack aisle. We settled on the 2 for $5: Jalapeño and Cheddar Horseradish. Skinny!
Drinking: A Sicilian cab that my cousin got me for Christmas.
Feeling: Dissociative. Today was catastrophic on multiple fronts and it’s taken everything in me to avoid crawling under a rock. The worst part? The pain I’m experiencing is vicarious. It’s not about what’s happening to me, but rather, others in relation to me. Even writing that little about it feels inconsequential and a bit cheap, so I’ll redirect my tears to the chip bag. In the meantime, please enjoy the image I’ve chosen for this post, which brings me great peace.
Trying: SiO Eye & Smile Lift Reusable Wrinkle-Smoothing Patches. A coworker gave them to me and I just used them for like, 2+ hours. How long are you supposed to wear these things? Does anyone know if they work? Are you there god? It’s me, Dia.
Preparing for: This week’s first installment of my friend Kelsey‘s brainchild, The SELF Series! I’ve posted about it a million times, but I am on the panel with a diverse group of women discussing self-love journeys, mental health, and more. Snag your $10 ticket for this intimate discussion, networking, small bites + drinks, and welcoming vibes.