January Isn't a Month, It's a Love Letter to Yourself

My guide to making your January drip with sexy, ethereal, self-loving energy.

New Year’s Eve Is the Best Holiday of the Year (and You Won’t Change My Mind)

My body literally buzzes on New Year’s Eve. While others claim Christmas or Halloween as their holiday crown jewel, I've always been a New Year's baby at heart.

You can practically touch the possibility in the air on New Year's Eve. It's thick and sweet and real—like you could bottle it up and save it for the days when your dreams feel more like wishes than plans. The energy of collective hope floods through entire communities, creating a buzz that gets me higher than any glass of champagne ever could.

After weeks of hosting dinner parties and baking cookies and wrapping presents with perfect bows, New Year's Eve finally lets me turn the love I’ve been gifting all season long inward.

Finally, when that clock strikes midnight, I get to celebrate my own damn magic. Every win, every lesson, every messy moment that made me grow in the year before.

And It's like the biggest, warmest welcome home to myself.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Bri’s Guide to Being: January 2025​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

January mornings hit different—they make my whole soul dance. It's not about the calendar flip or some bullshit "new year, new me" energy. It’s about the connection it resparks between my humanness and my soul.

January isn’t about changing yourself—It's about remembering who you are underneath all the noise. It’s about turning in toward yourself and falling back in love with the magic that has been inside of you all along.

​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​So what deserves your energy this year? Let's talk about it.