I want to say March because I have several significant dates during that month including Benny’s BIRTHDAY and I love spring, October because I also love fall and the Halloween season especially since moving from the desert to somewhere that actually LOOKS like autumn and has the perfect vibes and activities to do, and December because I do also love winter and the coziness of the holiday season. Really summer is the only season I don’t vibe with despite my birthday being in June…
Sep 6, 2024
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April is my #1. I love the rain, the green, the walking outside bracing for the cold but being greeted with warmth. I love the worms and the tulips (even tho I don’t think they actually bloom yet but I have the association locked in my brain). I got married April 7 just to have something to celebrate in April.
June because it feels soft and celebratory. The beginning of summer, it’s exciting and new and I’m not over the heat yet.
October for obvious reasons. It’s fully autumn, spooky vibes galore, crunchy leaves underfoot and I can finally layer!!!
December, I’m a winter bitch. That first snow gets me giddy. You bet I get holly jolly. I’ve had a mixed relationship with December/christmas/my bday but we’re in a good place now. Plus, gift giving is a love language of mine so this season is like my superbowl.
Sep 6, 2024
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i think every month has its own strengths (aside from january and july >:( ) but these are the best imo. i love watching people celebrate valentine’s day with loved ones (in a non stressful, non consumerist way. also it’s aquarius and pisces season and i love those guys), i love the weather change in september and how the feeling of that air carries into october. october is also cool bc it’s number 10 and i love dressing up for halloween and trying something new <3
Sep 6, 2024
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Biased but it’s my wedding anniversary in October, and my daughter’s birthday — two events to celebrate. The leaves start to fall, the cold lingers in and stays for a bit. Mornings are a crisp 50°, days hit a high of 65° only to settle back to the 50° range at night. The suns sets earlier, the clothes get chunkier, the drinks get warmer. The plans for the holidays begin, the slow degrade of your work ethic also kicks off. Walks become enjoyable. More outdoors activities, apple picking and hiking and dinner parties and fire pits. It’s a wonderful, magical month.
Sep 6, 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
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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