On women, objects, preparedness, and the refusal to be edited down Every “what’s in my bag”  video pretends to be about objects. Lip gloss. Keys. Wallet. Except, it isn’t. It’s about how women relate to possession . What stays close to the body. What is worth carrying through the day. What is refused the dignity of being left behind. Watch carefully and a pattern emerges. Each item is explained. Contextualised. Defended. The object itself is less important than the reasoning

January is not just a detox. It is a coping mechanism. A month we use as collateral. A trade we make with ourselves to undo whatever November and December took from us. As if one clean month can magically leverage the damage. The excess. The spirals. The fatigue. The emotional spending. Historically, January is the coldest month of the year. Biologically, it is the worst time to start anything new. The body is stiff. Slower. Resistant. And yet, this is when people begin. Tha

Luxury used to whisper. A classic watch ticking quietly. Old money sitting in silence. A rare craft you could feel, not just see. Now?...