20/05/2026
Not just jewelry — decisions. 💅✨
I was reading about the jewelry public figures chose to wear at Cannes, and suddenly a thought hit me harder than this flu that’s been attacking me for the last 4 weeks:
…why am I acting like I’m not also the main character?
Now, while normal people rest when they’re sick, apparently I enter what I call ✨feral healing mode✨ — aggressively reorganizing closets, decluttering shelves, spiritually ascending through cleaning products and emotional damage.
So there I was, surrounded by clothes, few humble jewelry pieces and wear over and over, beads, wire, and the ghosts of unfinished ideas… when I realized something tragic:
I really do put myself last.
Because explain to me WHY every outfit in my wardrobe doesn’t already have its own matching jewelry set?? Even the home clothes. ESPECIALLY the home clothes.
If billionaires can wear diamonds to red carpets, why can’t I wear handcrafted royal energy while making tea in my kitchen? Am I not the Queen of Home?! 👑
And just like that… Self Majesty was born.
The first victim?
My red dress. ❤️
Pray for my tools (especially the last half hook that my kids spared because there was nothing again the could break in it, they've gone out of ideas after dealing with the previous ones), my sleep schedule, and my self-control.
Stay tuned, Queens.
Love,
Elena