Stepping Into 2026: Initiating Our Soft Girl Era ✨

/ Thursday, January 22, 2026

As we’ve already stepped into 2026 with renewed motivation and the idea of rebranding ourselves, I truly hope you’re still holding on to the goals you set for this year.



We’re already halfway through January 2026 — and this is usually the point where motivation starts to dip. The excitement of a new year slowly fades, and old habits try to creep back in. But if you’re still here, still trying, still showing up for yourself in small ways — I want you to know that you’re doing better than you think.

This year, I personally started off strong.
Not in a loud, overwhelming way — but in a very clear, intentional one.

I know what I want.
I know what I’m working towards.
And more importantly, I know how I want to feel while getting there.

That’s why I wanted to talk about something that has been deeply resonating with me lately: the soft girl era.


🌸 What Is the Soft Girl Era?

If you’re not familiar with the term, the soft girl era is not about being fragile, passive, or unserious.

It’s about choosing gentleness with intention.

The soft girl era is about:

  • Slowing down in a world that constantly rushes

  • Taking care of yourself without guilt

  • Moving deliberately instead of reacting impulsively

  • Valuing rest, nourishment, and emotional well-being

It’s softness paired with self-respect.
Grace paired with boundaries.
Elegance paired with strength.


💆🏽‍♀️ Choosing Self-Care as a Lifestyle

If you’ve been following me for a while, you’ll know how much emphasis I place on self-care and upgrading yourself.

Self-care is not just face masks and pretty routines.
It’s grooming yourself well.
It’s resting when needed.
It’s choosing better habits — even when no one is watching.

Taking care of yourself is a form of self-respect.


👗 Elegance in How We Show Up

How we present ourselves matters — especially at work.

Dressing well, grooming yourself, neat hair, clean nails — these details make a difference. People notice. People listen. People take you seriously.

Elegance doesn’t shout.
It quietly speaks for you.
                                          



🥗 Nourishing Your Body With Awareness

Soft living means learning to nourish your body.

Knowing what your body needs.
Practising portion control.

Food is fuel.
Food is care.
Food is balance.


🏃🏽‍♀️ Moving Your Body With Love

Movement doesn’t need to look a certain way.

Walking, yoga, zumba, tai chi, pole dancing, lifting weights, swimming, running — all of it counts.

Move your body in ways that feel good to you.
This is not about punishment.
It’s about connection.


📚 Educating Yourself & Staying Curious

A soft girl never stops growing.

Read books.
Listen to audiobooks/podcasts.
Learn new skills.
Stay open to new perspectives.

Upgrading your mind is part of the glow-up.


🕊️ Emotional Maturity & Boundaries

Respecting yourself also means setting boundaries.

Setting boundaries does not mean being rude or cold.
It means valuing your peace and knowing your limits.

Emotional maturity is elegance.


✨ A Gentle Reminder for 2026

This era is not about perfection.

Some days you’ll feel aligned.
Some days you won’t.

Both are part of becoming her.

As we continue into 2026, I hope you choose softness, intention, and self-respect — again and again.

Welcome to our soft girl era 💗






As we’ve already stepped into 2026 with renewed motivation and the idea of rebranding ourselves, I truly hope you’re still holding on to the goals you set for this year.



We’re already halfway through January 2026 — and this is usually the point where motivation starts to dip. The excitement of a new year slowly fades, and old habits try to creep back in. But if you’re still here, still trying, still showing up for yourself in small ways — I want you to know that you’re doing better than you think.

This year, I personally started off strong.
Not in a loud, overwhelming way — but in a very clear, intentional one.

I know what I want.
I know what I’m working towards.
And more importantly, I know how I want to feel while getting there.

That’s why I wanted to talk about something that has been deeply resonating with me lately: the soft girl era.


🌸 What Is the Soft Girl Era?

If you’re not familiar with the term, the soft girl era is not about being fragile, passive, or unserious.

It’s about choosing gentleness with intention.

The soft girl era is about:

  • Slowing down in a world that constantly rushes

  • Taking care of yourself without guilt

  • Moving deliberately instead of reacting impulsively

  • Valuing rest, nourishment, and emotional well-being

It’s softness paired with self-respect.
Grace paired with boundaries.
Elegance paired with strength.


💆🏽‍♀️ Choosing Self-Care as a Lifestyle

If you’ve been following me for a while, you’ll know how much emphasis I place on self-care and upgrading yourself.

Self-care is not just face masks and pretty routines.
It’s grooming yourself well.
It’s resting when needed.
It’s choosing better habits — even when no one is watching.

Taking care of yourself is a form of self-respect.


👗 Elegance in How We Show Up

How we present ourselves matters — especially at work.

Dressing well, grooming yourself, neat hair, clean nails — these details make a difference. People notice. People listen. People take you seriously.

Elegance doesn’t shout.
It quietly speaks for you.
                                          



🥗 Nourishing Your Body With Awareness

Soft living means learning to nourish your body.

Knowing what your body needs.
Practising portion control.

Food is fuel.
Food is care.
Food is balance.


🏃🏽‍♀️ Moving Your Body With Love

Movement doesn’t need to look a certain way.

Walking, yoga, zumba, tai chi, pole dancing, lifting weights, swimming, running — all of it counts.

Move your body in ways that feel good to you.
This is not about punishment.
It’s about connection.


📚 Educating Yourself & Staying Curious

A soft girl never stops growing.

Read books.
Listen to audiobooks/podcasts.
Learn new skills.
Stay open to new perspectives.

Upgrading your mind is part of the glow-up.


🕊️ Emotional Maturity & Boundaries

Respecting yourself also means setting boundaries.

Setting boundaries does not mean being rude or cold.
It means valuing your peace and knowing your limits.

Emotional maturity is elegance.


✨ A Gentle Reminder for 2026

This era is not about perfection.

Some days you’ll feel aligned.
Some days you won’t.

Both are part of becoming her.

As we continue into 2026, I hope you choose softness, intention, and self-respect — again and again.

Welcome to our soft girl era 💗






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Well first of all… yaaay! 🎉

I am continuing one of my favourite traditions on this blog — the yearly retrospective. No matter how messy life gets, this little ritual remains. And here I am, at the end of 2025, doing what I love most: looking back before taking a step forward.



Because honestly, peeps, 2025?
She was not smooth butter.
She shook me, rattled me, stretched me in ways I wasn’t prepared for.
But here I am — still standing, softer yet stronger, wiser in ways only lived experiences can teach.

If I look closely now, I don’t see chaos anymore.
I see growth.


🌱 A Year of Choosing Myself

The year started with big decisions. One of them was letting go of my old gym — after seven or eight years of loyalty. It simply wasn’t serving me anymore. And letting go of what’s familiar, even when it once worked, is not easy.

Joining a new gym was uncomfortable at first. I struggled with consistency during the first half of the year — lots of rest days, lots of negotiating with myself. But by the second half of 2025, I found my footing again. I reclaimed my discipline. I showed up.

When Toposphere Studio reopened in the last quarter, it felt like coming home to myself.
The movement. The energy. The girl community.
Women pushing each other, laughing through the burn, reminding one another that strength can be joyful. New friendships were born there — the aligned kind.


🚗 Milestones That Marked My Growth

One of the biggest wins of the year was buying my first brand new car.
After years of driving my husband’s Toyota Corolla (a real one, truly), sitting behind the wheel of something that was mine felt powerful. It wasn’t just a car — it was pride, independence, and proof that I can provide for myself.

Another moment that touched my heart deeply:
My brother came back to Mauritius after 10 years.
This time, we bonded not as kids anymore — but as adults. With understanding, maturity, and shared memories. That reunion filled a space I didn’t even realise was empty.

And my husband and I — what a team we were this year.
We stood our ground together. We chose peace over noise. We protected our relationship in ways that felt gentler and truer to who we are becoming.


💻 Finding My Way Back to Writing

This year, I did something that scared me a little — I revived this blog after years of writing and not publishing, years of keeping my words tucked away in drafts and notebooks.

Bringing this space back to life wasn’t about numbers or perfection.
It was about courage.
It was about trusting my voice again.

I’m making a conscious effort to be consistent now — showing up even when the readership is small, even when life gets busy. To the real ones who take time to read, engage, and support this space — I see you, I appreciate you, and I love you. 💓

And to anyone new here — welcome to my little corner of the internet. I hope this blog becomes a soft place for you, a reminder that your words matter too. If this space encourages even one person to trust their inner writer and share their story, then it has already done its job.


🎧 Micro-Habits That Changed Everything

2025 taught me that change doesn’t always come loudly. Sometimes, it comes quietly.

Every morning before work, I started listening to self-growth and positive mindset podcasts. Just a few minutes — but they grounded me, reset my thoughts, and softened my approach to the day.

I also honoured a promise I made to myself: reading more.
Fiction, non-fiction, a few pages before bed — even on tired nights. It became a ritual that soothed my mind and fed my creativity.


🌸 Romanticising Life, Always

If there’s one thing I will never stop doing, it’s romanticising my life — even when it’s hard.

Sipping matcha while stuck in traffic.
Enjoying my coffee after work before cooking dinner.
Folding laundry slowly.
Showing up for my skincare routine — my ultimate non-negotiable.

Taking care of my skin became an act of self-respect this year. Investing in good products, being consistent, noticing the glow — not just on my face, but in how I felt about myself.

Life is heavy sometimes. But joy lives in the smallest places if we allow it.


💟 Lessons 2025 Etched Into Me

This year changed the way I protect my peace.

I learned that not everyone deserves a front-row seat in my life.
I learned to walk away from spaces where respect wasn’t being served.
I learned that healing doesn’t always require reconnection — sometimes, it requires release.

I also learned to observe patterns.
Knowing when to stop being the first one to wish, the first one to reach out — and seeing who shows up when you don’t — revealed my real ones. Life happens, yes. But patterns don’t lie.

And I’m proud of myself for choosing boundaries without guilt.


✨ Looking Back, I See Strength

When I look back at 2025, I see a woman who fought silent battles and still stood tall.
A woman who rested when she needed to — and rose again when it was time.
A woman who learned that consistency is not about perfection, but about returning to yourself.

Christmas came and went beautifully. The year is ending gently.
And before stepping into what’s next, I wanted to honour what has been.


🌟 What I’m Taking With Me Into 2026

I’m carrying forward:

2025 wasn’t easy — but it was transformative.
And if it taught me anything, it’s that I am capable of more than I give myself credit for.

Here’s to closing this chapter with pride — and opening the next one with hope.

2026, I’m ready for you. ✨🌺




There are moments when reading feels less like entertainment and more like a mirror — soft, unexpected, and a little too honest for comfort.


Recently, I read Happy Place by Emily Henry and The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelides — two books from completely different genres, written with entirely different intentions, yet somehow circling the same quiet truth: human relationships are complicated, layered, and often shaped by what we don’t say.

One is soft, nostalgic, warm — the kind of book you read curled up, pausing to sigh and think about your own life. The other is dark, unsettling, and sharp — the kind that keeps you awake, questioning motives, silence, and the hidden fractures in people.

And yet, both stayed with me, lingering long after I closed the covers, like thoughts you carry into the quiet parts of your day.


🌿 Different Genres, Same Emotional Core

At first glance, Happy Place and The Silent Patient have nothing in common.

One lives in the world of friendship, love, shared history, and summer homes filled with memories. The other lives in psychological tension, trauma, and silence.

But beneath the plotlines, both books explore how people drift, how they protect themselves, and how relationships change when communication breaks down.

Whether it’s friends growing into different versions of themselves or individuals retreating into silence because words feel too heavy — both stories ask the same question:

What happens when we stop being fully seen by the people who once knew us best?


🏠 Happy Place & the Ache of Growing Apart

Happy Place felt painfully relatable.



It’s about friends who love each other deeply, yet are no longer living the same lives. Everyone has their own space now — different cities, different priorities, different rhythms.

And that hit close to home.

Because isn’t that exactly what adulthood looks like?

My friends in their own space. Me in my own space. Still connected, still caring — but no longer intertwined the way we once were.

What made the book so tender was how it captured that quiet grief we rarely talk about: the mourning of friendships that haven’t ended, but have changed.

No dramatic fallout. No big betrayal. Just distance. Schedules. Unspoken feelings.

You still love them, but you no longer live in the same emotional room.

And somehow, that hurts more than a clean ending.


🖤 The Silent Patient & the Weight of Unspoken Pain

Then there’s The Silent Patient — a story where silence isn’t just emotional, it’s literal.


What struck me most wasn’t just the twist or the suspense, but how deeply it explored
what happens when someone shuts down instead of reaching out.

Silence becomes a shield. A punishment. A form of survival.

It made me think about how often people choose silence because they don’t feel safe being vulnerable. Because speaking feels dangerous. Because being misunderstood feels worse than not being heard at all.

In a way, it’s the extreme end of what Happy Place gently shows — the final stage of emotional disconnection.

When words fail. When relationships fracture. When pain is internalized instead of shared.


🌊 The Common Thread: We’re All Trying to Protect Ourselves

Both books reminded me of something important:

We are all navigating relationships while also trying to protect our hearts.

Some of us do it by pulling away quietly. Some of us do it by pretending everything is fine. Some of us do it by staying silent.

And sometimes, no one is the villain.

Just people growing. People hurting. People doing the best they can with what they have.


✨ Why These Stories Matter

What I loved most about reading these two books back-to-back is how they reflected different emotional seasons of life.

Happy Place speaks to the soft ache of adulthood — the nostalgia, the longing, the acceptance.

The Silent Patient speaks to the darker corners — the consequences of suppressed emotions and unspoken truths.

Together, they remind us that relationships require effort, honesty, and sometimes courage — to speak, to listen, or even to admit when things have changed.


🌙 A Quiet Reflection

Reading these books made me reflect on my own relationships.

Who I’ve drifted from. Who I still love deeply from a distance. Where silence has crept in. Where I could speak more gently, more honestly.

Maybe that’s the beauty of reading — not just escaping into stories, but returning to yourself with a little more understanding.

And maybe that’s okay.

Because growth doesn’t always look loud. Sometimes, it looks like turning pages and quietly recognizing yourself between the lines.

Until next time,