i recently read an article of famous women detailing their worst habits. it was exhilarating! 

every f’ing thing on the internet (and sometimes on this blog!) is about life optimization and perfect am/pm routines. quite innately, i am a person who wakes early, has meditated daily since about 2016, works out more than 3-4x/week, drinks green juice before coffee, picks up my mom’s phone call the first time, and leaves water for the mailman.

however, for one post, i am here to say FUCK optimization! let’s be in the chaos of real life.

some of the best advice i ever received was from my therapist who told me, “amelia, until you face your perfectionism, you will constantly seek other people’s messes rather than surrender to your own.” yikes!

this is my surrender moment. in honor of the brave women of hollywood, my own worst habits.

• a big TV girl! before the pandemic, i NEVER watched tv. i was always at the pool or going for a run or at the ballet or a family birthday party or sitting at a bar for dinner… and now, post-evening plans, i am glued to my west elm couch, binging a show i’ve seen 100x and just loving the wind-down of it all.
• i am vain. pretty self-explanatory.
• i love a very good-looking man, usually equally as vain.
• being a control freak is my go-to emotion. it takes a lot to manage her, even when i know how much better it feels to keep homegirl contained.
• expensive shit is almost always my preference- hotels, wine, clothes, bedding, shoes, experiences, candles, you name it! remember, they call me princess.
• starting a story with “omg, remember when we…” is such a vibe. memories are very cool.
• looking at a watch and knowing what time it is is a skill that eludes me. i cannot do it. embarrassingly, telling time for me is just saying “hour:18.”
• i almost exclusively send kim/kris gifs because, secretly i have seen every episode of the kardashians. they are beyond the pale problematic, but kim is a powerhouse and reminds me of my girly-girl, loyal af best friends from high school. #fab13forlife 
• annoyingly, i am obsessed with being pre-peak. i love knowing something will be cool months, weeks, years before it is mainstream cool.
• equally irritating, i believe to my core that NYC is the greatest city in the world and then actually say it out loud, to people.

this was so important for me to do- not to realize some existential lesson. just as a way to fully embrace that i do not have to be perfect to be loved and worthy of my giant and gorgeous dreams! trust me, my dreams are quite enormous.

please tell me some of your worst habits. i desperately need you to share in this moment! xx 

Can we forget about the things I said when I was drunk?

I didn’t mean to call you that

I can’t remember what was said or what you threw at me

Please tell me

**image via the initimable Jozzy— a Memphian, childhood friend & Grammy-winning mega producer who loves doing shit her own way