A Message from the Lover:

Jan 31

Put a Little Romance in Them Pants!

Okay, before we go any further...yes, I know that title could be taken a different way. But that is not what we’re here for, ladies. (For now, at least...)

What I'm actually talking about is bringing that lover/romance energy into everything. Not just your relationships. Not just date nights. But the way you treat yourself. The way you see the world. The way you show up.

Somewhere along the way, you might have learned that being soft was being weak. That vulnerability meant you'd get hurt. That romanticizing life was stupid, dramatic, indulgent, or maybe…even pointless.

WRONG!

Frankly, that’s complete bullshit. If you’ve ever opened up and been vulnerable - like EVER - you know how much bravery, strength, and “please-don’t-fucking-make-me” energy it actually takes. It’s not always easy, not always indulgent either.

Here's why romanticizing your life actually matters:

When you romanticize your life, you're not being delusional or putting on rose-colored glasses. You're actively choosing to notice beauty, meaning, and possibility in your everyday existence. And science backs this up - studies on positive psychology show that people who practice "savoring" (which is basically the academic term for romanticizing moments) experience lower stress, better emotional regulation, and increased life satisfaction.

But beyond the research? Romanticizing your life is an act of hope. It's saying "I believe there's more here than just getting through the day." It's choosing to see yourself as the main character in a story worth living, not just surviving.

When you embrace softness and vulnerability, you're not making yourself weak - you're making yourself real. You're letting yourself feel the full spectrum of being human.

So what does this actually look like?

It's putting on a dress that makes you feel beautiful even though you're just going to the grocery store. It's playing music that makes you want to sing like a Disney princess while you cook dinner. It's buying yourself the fancy mocha choca whatever latte because you deserve to savor every gd-lmnop damn flavor.

Because babes…You're not "too much" for choosing beauty. You're not naive for believing in magick. You're not weak for letting yourself be soft, you’re stronger than many.

Now, go on! Git! Put some romance in those pants!

Seriously. Light the damn candle. Buy the freaking flowers. Wear the fancy lipstick to walk your dog. Cry at that damn ASPCA commercial. Dance in your kitchen. Let yourself feel giddy over the new episode of Bridgerton.

Be devastatingly soft. Beautifully vulnerable. Disgustingly hopeful about everything. Cuz like.. why wouldn’t you?

Your main character era isn't coming.

It's already here, babe.

EMBRACE IT!