Chips and queso, chips and guacamole (if you call it guac you sound like a stupid bird—GUAC GUAC), homemade hummus and pita, Trader Joe’s jalapeno spinach and artichoke dip with Trader Joe’s olive oil potato chips, pizza and ranch my affinity for which is on the record, bread and herbed olive oil… insane dipping behavior well I can’t be the arbiter of that. who can say I’m sure I’ll come up with some examples in my evil hater mind in a minute though
Apr 25, 2024
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Not strange but like marinated anchovies on salt and pepper chips (crisps, if you’re nasty) with hummus or white tarama (!!!). or little red peppers stuffed with cheese spread on a rye cracker or, and this is a recent one, brie spread and muhammara dip on a digestive. Bonus if you add a little piece of cheddar too.
I like snacks.
Jun 24, 2024
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Olive oil potato chips, herbes de provence puff pastry crackers, dried chili mangoes, raisin rosemary crisps, frozen chocolate croissants, crunchy chili onion oil, frozen palak paneer….
Apr 2, 2024
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Then a slice of bread with some Trader Joe’s Brie and the hot honey and suddenly I’m on chopped
and then also the hippeas sour cream and onion veggie straws with hummus
Mar 22, 2024
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My dad teases me about how when I was a little kid, my favorite thing to do when I was on the landline phone with somebody—be it a relative or one of my best friends—was to breathlessly describe the things that were in my bedroom so that they could have a mental picture of everything I loved and chose to surround myself with, and where I sat at that moment in time. Perfectly Imperfect reminds me of that so thanks for always listening and for sharing with me too 💌
Feb 23, 2025
Schedule sent my resignation email for the morning, effective immediately ✅💅
Feb 27, 2025
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I’ve been thinking about how much of social media is centered around curating our self-image. When selfies first became popular, they were dismissed as vain and vapid—a critique often rooted in misogyny—but now, the way we craft our online selves feels more like creating monuments.
We try to signal our individuality, hoping to be seen and understood, but ironically, I think this widens the gap between how others perceive us and who we really are. Instead of fostering connection, it can invite projection and misinterpretation—preconceived notions, prefab labels, and stereotypes. Worse, individuality has become branded and commodified, reducing our identities to products for others to consume.
On most platforms, validation often comes from how well you can curate and present your image—selfies, aesthetic branding, and lifestyle content tend to dominate. High engagement is tied to visibility, not necessarily depth or substance. But I think spaces like PI.FYI show that there’s another way: where connection is built on shared ideas, tastes, and interests rather than surface-level content. It’s refreshing to be part of a community that values thoughts over optics.
By sharing so few images of myself, I’ve found that it gives others room to focus on my ideas and voice. When I do share an image, it feels intentional—something that contributes to the story I want to tell rather than defining it. Sharing less allows me to express who I am beyond appearance.
For women, especially, sharing less can be a radical act in a world where the default is to objectify ourselves. It resists the pressure to center appearance, focusing instead on what truly matters: our thoughts, voices, and authenticity. I’ve posted a handful of pictures of myself in 2,500 posts because I care more about showing who I am than how I look.
In trying to be seen, are we making it harder for others to truly know us? It’s a question worth considering.
Dec 27, 2024