From the Pages: A New Series
a glimpse inside my book-in-progress, For My Girls
Dear Reader,
Something I’ve been working on—not secretly, but quietly enough that saying it out loud feels strange—is a book.
I don’t have a publishing deal. I’ve let go of the timeline entirely. But I do have a table of contents. And a box full of old journals.
Spirals, leather bounds, half-finished notebooks from college, law school, motherhood—I’ve kept them all. Sometime last year, I pulled them out and sat cross-legged on the floor, reading through every one. I laughed. I cried. I cringed. I felt proud. There were pages I wanted to tear out, and others I never wanted to forget.
So I took a highlighter to them. I circled the lessons I kept learning—the ones I had to learn more than once. The ones that quietly shaped me.
That’s where this book began.
It’s called For My Girls—a book I’m writing for my daughters, Kennedy and Quinn. A collection of lived truths, not rules or instructions, but things I hope will meet them when they need them. The things I wish I’d known, too.
The book is still unfolding. But I’ve decided to start sharing pieces of it here—with you.
This new series—From the Pages—will feature select passages from For My Girls, paired with reflections pulled from my journals, my memory, and the middle-of-the-night thoughts I usually keep to myself.
These are some of the most personal things I’ve ever written. Because of that, I’ll be sharing them only with my paid subscribers—the smaller, quieter group of you who’ve chosen to be here not just for the curation or the clothes, but for the deeper stuff.
It feels right to share these pieces in a smaller circle. Like passing notes to the ones who’ll hold them gently.
For the first time, I’ll be recording some of them, too. Just my voice, reading what I wrote. No intro music. No production. Just me—reading to you, the way I imagine I’ll one day read to my girls.
The first excerpt drops tomorrow. It’s about the moment I walked away from law school, and what it taught me about identity, intuition, and the power of choosing your own life.
Thank you for being here.
I’m so grateful to share this with you.
With love,
Megan