Welcome to the Self-Love Club
The Self-Love Club has no membership requirements, no minimum purchase, and absolutely no wellness aesthetic required. It's just a group of women trying to show up for themselves — imperfectly, inconsistently, and with a lot more grace than we usually think we deserve. I've been practicing this for a while now, and I'm still terrible at it some days. Here's what I've figured out anyway.
6 Lessons I Am Still Learning About Loving Myself Better
I'm left-handed, and for years I kept bumping my elbow into the person next to me at the dinner table. Eventually someone told me I was allowed to just move over. I think about that a lot. This post is about six things I'm slowly, imperfectly learning — about taking up space, failing, asking for help, and showing up for the people I love.
What Polymer Clay Has Done to Me (That I Didn't See Coming)
I didn't come to polymer clay looking for anything in particular. I came to it because I needed something my hands could do. What I didn't expect was what it would do back — the quiet it brought, the presence it demanded, the forgiveness it modeled, and the strangers I started making things for before I even knew who they were.