I buy them by the crate at the farmer’s market when they’re in season. Blueberries, raspberries, strawberries, cherries, CRANBERRIES (underrated), lemons, limes, blood oranges, grapefruits, pomegranates, plums, banana only if I’m baking it into banana bread. All other fruits are irrelevant to me
May 26, 2024
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I have to agree with Ms. soft that peaches are my favorites. I thought I had eaten peaches before but I did not truly eat a peach until I moved to Ohio. The beginning of peach season is one of my most eagerly anticipated events and I buy them from my favorite farmer—a rotund old man in a red shirt and overalls— by the crateful. Part of the fun is definitely the way they just explode all over you with juice when you eat them. Once I ate a peach next to a waterfall and it was transcendent.
I love raspberries, strawberries, and especially blueberries when they’re in season—strawberry and raspberry seasons burn much too fast but blueberries grow for far longer. Big fan of cherries (I love weird tart bush cherries) and plums. A little seedless watermelon with Tajin… Tomatoes the unsung hero fruits. And shoutout to citrus fruits for holding it down I do buy lemons all year long.
Jan 30, 2025
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and peaches and oranges and pomegranates and lemons and cherries
May 28, 2024
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Something so decadent about raspberries and blackberries... even without a side of cream. Eating numerous little mini flavor bombs instead of carving a larger beast. The bonbons of the fruit family.
IN SEASON cherries are also unbeatable. Grapefruit in the winter is fabulous. Sumo Oranges too what a revelation
my childhood favorite was mangoes but I find them very inconsistent in quality in my supermarkets.
Aug 15, 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