"We used this in the rainforest in Costa Rica and only had a few bites between three of us. This stuff works!!" - Celia



Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Fuckery.
We're hauling self-care's pretentious ass off her high horse and bringing her to the people: the honest, imperfect, REAL people. You won't find airbrushing here. No correction, no dumb standards, no chasing perfection.
Perfection? That’s a burden none of us need. Today, you don’t have to match. Today, you don’t have to be cute, or even nice. Put it down. Let it go. Marie Kondo that shit.
Today, you can claim your right to self care however the fuck you want. Maybe it’s a coconut body butter, maybe it’s a caramel macchiato, maybe it’s a five mile run. (Not this girl, but you do you!)
You have our permission to please only yourself, and to feel good about it. Take satisfaction in the feeling of being delighted, just because you want to. Feels good. Damn good.
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