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Category: Creative Musings
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The Pretty Reckless, Christmas Edition 🌟 Once Upon a Time in Who-ville Before the raccoon eyeliner and thigh-high boots, Taylor Momsen was the sweet little Cindy Lou Who singing “Where Are You Christmas?” in How the Grinch Stole Christmas. She was seven years old, her voice as pure as the snow in Whoville, and America…
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“Don’t dream it, be it.” 🎧 Origins of a Cult Classic I was first introduced to The Rocky Horror Picture Show in late elementary or early middle school—on a school bus, of all places. We were on a field trip, and one of my classmates had a portable DVD player (the true relic of early-2000s…
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The Magic That Stays Behind Some houses just feel enchanted. Not because of ghosts or spells or cursed dolls in the attic (though that would make a killer blog), but because of what lingers long after the owners move out—love, memory, and a touch of theatrics. There’s one house here in Charlotte that’s earned the…
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Prelude: Chaos Before the Coven At the time, I was living in Traverse City, and we decided to fly out of Grand Rapids for a few reasons: it was closer, it was cheaper, and there just so happened to be an In This Moment concert at 20 Monroe Live the night before our flight. Because…
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Disclaimer: I know this dynamic can go both ways. There are women who expect men to fix them, too. But as a woman who’s loved two fully grown men who behaved like children, I’m writing this from my side of the story—the one where empathy gets mistaken for servitude, and emotional labor gets repackaged as…
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“It’s just a little Salem magic before the big reveal.” 🧙♀️ The Chaos Coven Chronicles The plot makes no sense, and that’s exactly why I love it. Hocus Pocus is chaos bottled and blessed by accident—a spell miscast that somehow stood the test of thirty Halloweens. It’s part slapstick comedy, part feminist allegory, and part…
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The Double Standard That Won’t Die There’s this weird double standard that slinks into conversations about infidelity like it’s wearing an invisibility cloak.When women cheat—emotionally or physically—it’s betrayal.Drama.A breach of trust.But when men do it emotionally? Suddenly, it’s “harmless,” “just venting,” or “not the same.” Let’s set the record straight:Emotional cheating is still cheating. Even…
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“Pumpkins by day, Christmas lights by night—because we live in the in-between.” 🎭 The Pumpkin King’s Midlife Crisis Jack Skellington once said, “I have everything I ever wanted, and I’m still miserable.” Iconic. It’s the burnout anthem of our generation—he’s exhausted from being adored, trapped in the loop of routine, desperate to reinvent himself. When…
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Cracks in the Same Glass Some people fall apart over things you’ve survived a hundred times.That doesn’t make them weak.It makes them human. We all have different emotional thresholds—different “maximum load” signs hanging somewhere deep inside us, whether we know it or not. What barely phases one person might wreck another.What destroys you might roll…
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The Illusion of Shared Memory It’s wild how two people can live through the same exact moment and walk away holding completely different stories.Like some emotional Choose Your Own Adventure—except nobody’s choosing, and everyone’s crying by chapter three. We assume shared experience means shared understanding.But it doesn’t.It just means we stood in the same storm…