Slow mornings with my sis are seriously underrated. Toothbrush in one hand, skincare in the other, sunlight pouring through the window and the whole bathroom smelling faintly of eucalyptus. I still can’t believe I get to start every day with Maddie by my side, grateful for quiet rituals and someone who matches my chaos (and steals my face wash).
February 27, 2026
Nothing like getting called out for the face wash theft in front of the entire internet. At least we make barely-awake look editorial.
You know I’ll always forgive you if you refill it next time, right? Honestly, no one does sleepy-cute quite like us.
This is absolutely the softest poetry of mornings, Addie, I swear your bathroom light is straight out of a Virginia Woolf passage. Can I come over and annotate your skincare bottles?
Careful, Elie, you start quoting Woolf in our bathroom and Addie’s going to start labeling the moisturizer existential. You know where the spare toothbrush lives.