we're back for part two of the plastic detox series! let's get after it. grocery stores are honestly one of the strangest modern places when you stop and think about them for too long. rows and rows of food sealed in plastic, wrapped in plastic, heated in plastic, shipped in plastic, stored in plastic. strawberries in plastic. spinach in plastic. tiny individually wrapped snacks inside another plastic bag inside a cardboard box for absolutely no reason except “convenience.” a

there’s something honestly strange about realizing this is my last summer before eighteen. before everything starts getting labeled “real” on paper. everyone talks about growing up like it’s one straight line — college, career, apartments, debt, burnout dressed up as ambition. like life only matters when it’s constantly moving, producing, achieving. but i’m not living for that. i’m not like the girls dating around, chasing noise, filling every weekend just to say they’re busy

here we go. today is going to be enlightening… or it’s going to be a little depressing. both can be true at the same time. I’m here to help you sort through the reality of how plastic has quietly taken over basically everything we touch, wear, drink, and use, including disrupting your natural hormone balance. so, i’m starting a new series called “the plastic detox” based on years of my family slowly replacing and reworking our everyday choices. not overnight, not perfectly —