1. Move north (lol)
2. Fantasize about cooler weather to come
3. Blackout curtains and sheer curtain panel combo to let at least some light in
4. Cool colors in the home to psyop yourself into believing you’re not being terrorized by the sun
5. go to the farmers market and enjoy Mother nature’s seasonal produce bounties
6. Get into gardening? Another way of enjoying the seasons
7. Probably romanticize your life and introduce as much whimsy as possible to cope
8. Ice cream!
Jun 18, 2024
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So I moved to one of the cloudier cities in the US and I relish in winter. (my tip for you: many warm-toned lamps, not too bright and not too dim… some with shades and some can lights maybe that you can point at the wall or a nice Tiffany style torchiere)
Dec 5, 2024
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Preferably in like the 50-75° F range. I lived in a place that was sunny 80% of the time for my entire life and I think I have reverse seasonal affective disorder because sunlight makes me so sad… thank god I moved to one of the cloudiest cities 🥹😍
Apr 25, 2024
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(in the winter in front of a window) linger there for like 5 mins or so. Sop up that light. Savor a faint echo of what the summer feels like.
Jan 31, 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