Kiss, Marry or Kill: 62

A JUICY tale of holding terrible men accountable (plus a bonus just-as-juicy non-fiction), the sunscreen I’m taking to the Alps, my current fixation snack, the best kind of crawl, and a word on dying.

I am not maxxing sh*t

Looksmaxxing, proteinmaxxing, sleepmaxxing… I’m not buying it (and you shouldn’t either)