Wowwowow I haven’t written one of these since last September. If you’ve subscribed since then, Daily Drips are my space to blab about what I’m up to and into. Sometimes they’re light and fun. Sometimes they’re heavy on the existential pondering. But they’ve always been a good way to generate ideas for longer essays + connect with people on a more everyday level. Let’s bring em back!
Drinking: Black coffee.
Eating: Mini wheats cereal with Califia Farms three-ingredient oat milk and a banana. Andrew and I maintain that at $2.79, the Whole Foods 365 brand mini wheat cereal is one of the best kept deals out there.
Feeling: Well, this is my first luteal phase off birth control in a year, so I’m feeling the intensity of that. But I also feel… gentle? And grateful? Maybe a bit jittery? This month, I started Prozac for my PMDD. It’s a newer method that involves taking the SSRI 14 days before your period, and stopping it on day 1 of bleed. Some people find it’s easier to just take it every day, but I’m going to try this cycle method and see how it works.
I can report that almost immediately upon starting Prozac, the su*c*d*l ideation I experience like clockwork this time of the month subsided. I do feel a littttttle flat at times. Things that’d normally make me cry can’t break through the surface. Music isn’t always as moving. It’s a bit of a trade-off. Plus, I still harbor a lot of shame around medication. But hey, we’re working on that. I’ll try to keep you all posted, as I know some of my readers also suffer from PMDD.
What I wore: You’re getting two outfits this week because they’ll tee up our next item… which will then tee up the one after that…
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Recent purchases: After breaking my “no shopping for a year” thing, I went manic. This was to be expected given the general precarity of rigid self-denial. So here are some things I bought, ranked on a scale of 1 (total regret) to 10 (would buy in every color):
Coastal Caviar custom charm necklace, 1/10. At a cool $238, I expected this impulse buy to change my life. I love jewelry! I’ve always wanted a charm necklace! And oh, let me support this woman-owned small business! Fuck all the way off. Sure, I knew that it was a combination of gold-filled and gold-plated, but this thing feels like cheap plastic, and one of the charms was fully tarnished after two wears—zero exposure to moisture, kept in its little cloth bag. I have Amazon jewelry that’s lasted me two years, for the record.
Onitsuka Tiger silver Mexico 66 sneakers, 9/10. I was sitting at work in a pair of thrifted loafers, sulking over how cut up my feet were. I’d even worn socks that day, and still, these comfy, lovely $5 shoes betrayed me. It was in that moment I swore I’d wear sneakers every day for the rest of my life. This lit a fire under my ass to find something that dresses up well for the office. Enter: metallic silver. These sneakers are SOOOO comfy. I suddenly get why people swear by Onitsuka Tiger. I pretty much wear em every chance I get. Only knocking from a 10 to a 9 because the sole gets dirty really easily.
Lovestitch lennox sweater coat, 10/10. If it’s wrong to feel real, genuine love for material things, then I do not want to be right. This sweater is my favorite clothing item, bar none. It is 200 lbs. It is perfectly slouchy. It has a hood! I have it in the pale sand color “oyster” and I will be purchasing in others.
CUPSHE One Piece Swimsuit, 10/10. I actively dislike wearing a swimsuit. I don’t hate my body, but I never think they look good on me. So a few years ago, I decided to become a one piece person for life, and I’ve never looked back! Does it make me feel saggy buying something with “tummy control” in the name? Kinda. Do I feel infinitely better on the beach because of said “tummy control?” Yeah. I have it in “cafe brown” and it’s delightful.
Suncloud Sentry Polarized Sunglasses, 9/10. I actually bought these on a whim from a sunglasses shop in Myrtle Beach because my old faithful Warby Parkers are now so loose, they fall off my face. These are fucking awesome. They really wrap around your head so no light gets through, and I love the brownish yellow tint of the lens. Knock a point because I think they’re a little overpriced. Time will tell.
Ok I actually expected to report on way more stuff that went poorly, but I guess I’ve loved most of what I bought lol. I think the charm necklace was just so expensive and alarmingly bad that I’ve had a bitter taste in my mouth. Anyway…
Something that made me smile: The charming folks at Peace Valley Lavender Farm in Bucks County got a new dog. If you live in the Greater Philadelphia area, I highly recommend making it out this month to pick some lavender before the season ends.
Working on: I hate when I do this to myself, but I am working on three longer pieces simultaneously. One chronicles my attempt to go a year without shopping and all the blunders along the way. One is on my history with health anxiety and thinking I’m dying all the time. And the last one is on sharpening my awareness through yoga and walking, which has allowed me to experience many a fun synchronicity of late. I’m having a lot of fun writing these, but I do feel a certain pressure to publish. So I thank you all for your patience as I give these pieces the care they deserve.
Reads:
Allen Ginsberg, Collected Poems 1947-1980. I’ve been flipping to a new page of this every day and it’s been such a treat. Ginsberg is an archetypal figure for me in that, to put it simply, I like a writer with some balls.
Charlie Donlea, Don’t Believe It. I never reach for stuff like murder mysteries/whodunnits, so when my friend Riliegh sent me home with this from our last girls’ night, I was excited. I kind of can’t put it down???
Joan Didion, Let Me Tell You What I Mean. Just checking a Didion box here and wrapping this up on Audible. I also re-read The White Album last week which was a fabulous decision.
Sudana Krasniqi, “The Long Branch 5-0 vs me.” When I say I like a writer with some balls, I mean I like native New York Albanian chicks who can tell a fuckin story about getting drunk and in trouble at the Jersey Shore.
Gonna plug my own most recent piece for you here, as the clock ticks closer to July and Andrew and I have nowhere to live. :)
Recent eats:
I made Ambitious Kitchen’s cheesy bbq zucchini boats last week. We forgot to thaw chicken that day and instead, swapped for shredded tofu, and they were bomb.
My beautiful friend Alex Wakim taught me to put whipped cream on papaya and let me just say… it was as erotic as it looks.
Some memes: for your enjoyment… xoxo :)
DAILY DRIP!! I’m want to know how the Prozac works for PMDD…I may need this!
Also, I think you more than anyone else will appreciate that I have an engraved pinky ring on the way from CatBird ❤️🔥🤍
I really enjoyed this, and felt compelled to let you know
Is this an exercise in strengthening my “share! share!!!!!” muscle? (please powers that be let all the other feelings come out this easy)