Lately, I’ve been in this really fun, creative little bubble where I just want to romanticize my life and soak up everything that makes me feel like me. I don’t know if it’s the change in season or the fact that I’ve finally stopped forcing myself to hustle 24/7, but I’ve been leaning into the things that spark joy (yes, I said it).
So here’s a not-so-serious list of things I’m currently obsessed with, no gatekeeping, no judgment, just vibes:
1. Charcuterie boards, always
I don’t care if I’m alone or with friends, give me a wooden board, some crackers, cheese, olives, a drizzle of honey, and I’m set. Something about arranging snacks like a little artist with a palette just feels so healing. It’s not even about the food (okay, it kind of is), it’s the aesthetic. It’s the ritual. It’s the pretending I’m in a European indie film.
2. Getting creative with my wardrobe
I’m done playing it safe. Lately, I’ve been mixing textures, layering weird combos, and pulling things out of my closet I forgot I owned, just to see what happens. Sometimes it works. Sometimes I look mildly unhinged. But I always feel like me.
Fashion is basically dress-up for grown-ups, and I’m here for it. If it sparks joy and turns heads (in a good or confusing way), I’m wearing it.
3. Almond milk cappuccinos
Is this a personality trait? Maybe. I feel like an off-duty poet every time I sip one. There’s just something about the smoothness of the almond milk and the foam situation that makes me feel centered. Bonus points if I’m drinking it while journaling or pretending to be productive at a coffee shop.
4. My digital camera
I recently dusted off my digital camera (not a fancy DSLR, I’m talking early 2010s, blurry flash vibes), and let me tell you: the content is immaculate. It gives everything a nostalgic, artsy energy that iPhones just can’t replicate. I’ve been documenting the random moments, messy dinners, sunsets, outfits I love, trees, and it honestly makes life feel more cinematic.
5. Books that feel like soul food
I’m in my “reading to feel things again” era. I’ve been gravitating toward books that either inspire me creatively, make me cry, or make me want to write my own. There’s nothing better than a story that pulls you out of your head and into someone else’s world, especially when it inspires you to show up in your own life a little differently.
So yep, I’m fully leaning into my artsy, emotional, coffee-fueled era, and I love her.
She’s romanticizing the little things. She’s playing dress-up for the plot. She’s editing blurry photos like it’s 2008. She’s not taking life too seriously, but she’s savoring it in her own way.
And maybe that’s what embracing your creative side is all about: letting yourself feel things, follow random sparks of joy, and curate a life that looks and feels like your own little masterpiece.









