My soft girl era isn’t about keeping up — it’s about figuring out what actually makes me happy. I’d rather carry a leather Dooney & Bourke that feels like me than a Louis Vuitton everyone else has. Most days, that looks like a goal list I get to cross off, a Monday that starts with “good things are always happening to me,” and one good thing jotted down every night to carry into the next. And I’ll be honest — this isn’t a finished transformation story. I’m navigating a new chapter post-hysterectomy, trying to find the time and energy to work out while being a CFO, mom, wife, dog mom, and keeping a house and a few side hustles running. Some days that’s a win. Some days it’s just showing up. This is real life, not a highlight reel.
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