Romanticize Your Life: Cry in the Tub, Eat Caviar, Repeat.
We’ve all seen it.
That girl on TikTok lighting a candle in slow motion, wearing linen, whispering about “romanticizing your life.”
She’s watering a houseplant. Journaling. Floating in her own stillness.
And while that’s lovely, you?
You’re trying to romanticize your life while actively spiraling.
And that’s beautiful, too.
Romanticizing Your Life ≠ Having It Together
Let’s be clear: this is not a guide for people with vision boards and closure.
This is for those of us who are doing our best, while Googling “Can you put a weighted blanket in the dryer” and eating caviar directly from the jar.
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Because romance isn’t about perfection.
It’s about moments. Mood. Delusion.
And sometimes the most luxurious thing you can do is cry in the tub with a spoonful of salty chaos.
So… How Do You Romanticize a Life That’s Kinda Falling Apart?
Let’s break it down into a few soft girl living rituals you can actually commit to.
1. Light the Candle. Even if It’s Noon.
Romance has no schedule.
Daylight, deadlines, and despair are no match for a $100 candle that smells like “emotional healing and quiet rage. Any Le Labo candle will do.”
2. Draw the Bath. Bring the Jar.
Yes, eat caviar in the bath. Yes, it’s allowed.
This is your Bathtub Versailles era. Bonus points if you cry while doing it. That’s called range.
3. Indulge with Intention (or Not)
You don’t need to earn caviar.
You don’t need to justify a midweek soft launch of your breakdown.
You just need a clean spoon and a willingness to eat like everything is fine. Even when it’s absolutely not.
4. Score Your Meltdown
Main characters have playlists.
Whether it’s French jazz, Mitski, or 10 hours of silence titled “Processing”, choose something that lets you feel like the hero in a slow-burn indie film about getting your sh*t together.
Eventually.
5. Toast to Nothing
Pour a glass of something cold, sparkling, and probably overpriced.
Raise it to no one in particular. Whisper something dramatic.
Clink your pearl spoon to your glass like it’s an Oscar and say:
“To me. I stayed. And I slayed.”
TL;DR: Luxury Isn’t a Reward, It’s a Reflex
You don’t need to have it together to create a moment.
You just need salt, stillness, and a little theatrical self-pity.
Even if your life is a hot mess with expired oat milk and 13,773 unread emails.
Light the candle. Cry in the tub. Eat the caviar. Repeat.
Because soft doesn’t mean weak. It means you care… About the vibe, if nothing else.
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