✧ your mind is your most romantic accessory ✧
hey lovelies! ✨
welcome to post 2 of my ✧ syllabus for sirens ✧ series! i've been sipping my morning coffee (with a splash of vanilla creamer because life's too short not to) and thinking about how to explain this concept that's been living rent-free in my mind lately…
✧ your mind is your most romantic accessory ✧
okay so hear me out. we spend sooo much time curating our aesthetics, right? the perfect bag, the dreamy lip color, the outfit that makes us feel like the main character. but what about our minds? what if we treated our thoughts with the same reverence we give to our favorite lipstick?
i was standing in front of my mirror last night, applying this gorgeous cherry red lip (the one i save for special occasions), when it hit me, i'm so careful with this lipstick. i store it properly, i apply it with intention, i show it off when i wear it. but do i treat my thoughts with the same care?
your mental glow-up is honestly the ultimate flex. like yes, that designer bag is stunning (and i want it too, trust me), but having a mind that sparkles? that's power that no one can take from you.
imagine if you treated every thought like it was precious. like it deserved to be stored in a velvet pouch, taken out carefully, admired in the light. because honestly? your ideas are magic. they're little spells you cast all day long.
some affirmations i've been whispering to myself lately:
my thoughts are velvet ribbons tying together moments of beauty
my ideas leave lipstick stains on the universe
my mind is a garden of possibilities, and i am the devoted gardener
my thoughts bloom like peonies, soft but impossible to ignore
speaking of gardens… have you ever thought about what you're planting in your mind? i've been so intentional lately about what i consume. the books on my nightstand (currently reading this dreamy poetry collection that makes me feel like i'm floating), the films i watch (only ones that leave me feeling inspired), the people i talk to (energy vampires need not apply).
it's like… if you wouldn't put cheap, toxic makeup on your face, why would you put cheap, toxic thoughts in your mind?
this week i've been making little lists in my journal of things that feel like mental silk, conversations that flow without effort, books that feel like a warm bath, music that makes my thoughts dance. i'm collecting them like pretty shells on a beach.
your soft assignment for this week (if you want to play along):
pick one delicious idea today. something that makes you feel powerful or pretty or both. maybe it's "my thoughts create my reality" or "i attract beauty effortlessly" or whatever feels true and gorgeous to you. repeat it like a mantra all day. write it on your mirror with a lipstick if you're feeling extra (i definitely am).
what's your favorite thought to wear lately? tell me in the comments!
xoxo, mindy 🤍