Our cousin Pelin recently passed away in Istanbul. This is a note about grief, presence, the futures we imagined together, and continuing to live inside ordinary life when something has changed completely.

It sits right against the body. It becomes part of your rhythm. It gets worn, washed, softened, borrowed, slept in, packed, reached for, and eventually worn/known.

Our first cotton tee launch drops summer solstice 06.20

But even planets need orbit. Turns out conserving energy is way hotter than burning out. Full story in the new Just Between Us.

Dismantling unconscious ableism is what I’ll be known for in my family ancestry. Not the loudest one at the table, not the one who keeps the peace, but the one who looks around and says, hey, this doesn’t feel fair. Let’s start again. Full story in the new Just Between Us.

I spent years rowing toward a horizon I could never quite reach. Now I’ve stopped paddling… and somehow, the current brought me here. This is about the strange, fizzy joy of being loved just for being. Full story in the new Just Between Us.

She’s learning to guard her energy, compartmentalize fiercely, and pour only where it’s received. The payoff? A life that feels aligned, brave, and deeply connected. Full story in the new Just Between Us.

Parenting is chaos. Proof? I once thanked my friend for hosting a party… while holding a plate of Brie from a baby shower I wasn’t invited to. Full story in the new Just Between Us.

What if intimacy isn’t about keeping the spark alive, but finally putting out the fire you’ve been burning in?

Love, have you ever confused being desirable with being dutiful?
Same. Let’s talk about what happens when we stop performing and start choosing.

Last summer was loud, busy, and lonely. This summer? It’s full; of meaning, of connection, of me. I’m reflecting on the shift from burnout to boundaries, from hustle to flow, & what it really means to feel full in the season you’re in.