Last Feb I casually posted this neck stretch on Instagram (that I thought everyone knew 🤷♀️) and it blew up in a way I couldn’t imagine. It’s now been viewed over 8 million times 🫣😬🤣 and has brought so many wonderful people into my world.
So give it a go, it’s a pretty lovely stretch. (Though it’s not actually magic, it’s just an up…
You always own your intellectual property, mailing list, and subscriber payments. With full editorial control and no gatekeepers, you can do the work you most believe in.
This is something I’ve been stuck on as I attempt to graduate from subservient to my smartphone master to rebellious free thinker with a flip phone (or something). And lately I am asking: Is this not just another health powder, wide leg pant, white vintage sneaker, finance app? We have still purchased the dumb phone like a chic “ethically made” bandana on TikTok shop that arrives in chemically pungent plastic packaging.
Or, perhaps, the novelty is the point. T9 texting was actually so hot because it required the intention to respond. There is a thoughtfulness behind double and triple punching the few possible keys. I wish to text you my thought and it will take me 1 full minute to get it all out there. "cant wait 2 c u.”
I still haven’t purchased the dumb phone because of this unimportant quandary. I have a perfectly usable device but I remain in a tense relationship with it. Is it better to change the boundaries with the tantruming toddler or to replace the toddler with a less needy one?