Picture this: You’re at a dinner party, sitting across from a woman who, despite looking like she walked straight out of a Pinterest board, has nothing interesting to say beyond her skincare routine and a vague complaint about the cost of oat milk. Imagine being her. Horrifying, right? Look, life is too short to be basic. And no, I don’t mean that in the “avoid pumpkin spice lattes” kind of way (because let’s be real, they are amazing). I mean in the sense that if you’re not actively striving to be a woman of substance, you’re missing out

You know what really gets on my nerves? When people look at where I am and say, “Wow, you’re so lucky.” As if I just tripped and fell into my successes like some rom-com protagonist who accidentally stumbles into the arms of a billionaire. Babe, if luck had anything to do with this, I’d have won the lottery by now and be sipping a cocktail on a private island. The truth? I’ve failed more times than you’ve even tried. And I say that with love (and maybe a little sass).

Listen up, ladies. It’s time to stop being the side character in your own life. You’re not just the quirky friend, the emotional support human, or heaven forbid an NPC. You’re the main event, the leading lady, the It Girl of your own cinematic masterpiece. Welcome to Main Character Energy 101, where we raise our standards, boost our confidence, and take control of our lives like the powerhouse queens we are.

Life in your 20s is like being handed a blank page and a dozen pens, with everyone shouting different things you "should" write down. It’s exhilarating, overwhelming, and, if we're being honest, messy. Somewhere in this chaos, I’ve realised one thing: emotional intelligence isn’t just a skill… it’s survival.

There was a time when I thought ‘no’ was a dirty word. I’d bend over backwards to please people, say yes to every request, and overcommit myself until I was running on fumes. But let me tell you, darling, exhaustion is not a cute look. A high-value woman doesn’t just exist to accommodate others; she curates her life with intention. And that means wielding the power of a well-placed no like a queen brandishing her sceptre.

There’s something magical about stepping into the night as a 20-something woman. The air feels electric, the possibilities endless, and my confidence radiates from the perfect combination of my favorite dress and that red lipstick I save for "just because" occasions. I’ve learned to embrace these nights not just for the fun, but for the unapologetic way they allow me to reclaim my power, my sensuality, and my laughter.

I’m sitting on my sofa, curled up in my cosiest blanket, with a cup of mint tea that’s just the right temperature. My phone is on the table, out of reach for now, and I’m flicking through a book I’ve been meaning to finish. It’s a Saturday night, and as the hours pass, I can hear the familiar hum of my friends' group chat filling up with photos of the band at my favourite jazz club, or the food at the local Spanish tapas, or even the pastries at there best bakers in town.

Confidence is akin to a perfectly tailored suit, some seem to be born with it, others cultivate it over time, and the rest simply master the art of illusion. I, for one, have spent years refining my "I absolutely belong here" expression while internally debating whether I should have simply stayed home with a novel and a glass of wine.

I used to believe that openness was the key to connection. That in order to build real relationships, you had to let people in completely unfiltered, raw, and without hesitation. I wore my heart on my sleeve, thinking that honesty and vulnerability would guarantee understanding. But what I didn’t realise was that not everyone deserves full access to you. Not everyone needs to know your thoughts, your plans, your heartbreaks, or your next move.