Hey you, welcome to WinkWink!
If you’ve landed here, maybe it’s not by accident. Maybe you’re in love, maybe you’re lost, or maybe you’re just bored and scrolling — but deep down, there’s a part of you that still believes (or at least hopes) that love is worth talking about. If so, you’re in the right place.
WinkWink is my little love letter to… well, love itself.
Not just the fairy-tale kind. But the real kind. The messy, beautiful, confusing, frustrating, soul-shaking kind. The kind that keeps you up at night refreshing your messages. The kind that makes you listen to the same song 14 times. The kind that sometimes hurts. And still — the kind we all keep chasing.
This blog is for:
- The ones who screenshot texts and send to friends with “What do I say now?”
- The ones who romanticize eye contact at the grocery store.
- The ones healing from heartbreak and wondering if they’ll ever feel again.
- The ones who just want to talk love without filters, scripts or shame.
Each week, I’ll be bringing you: ❤️ Reflections
💬 Red flags, green flags & modern dating terms
🎧 Heartbreak playlists
📲 Honest stories about love, loss, lust and everything in between
Here, nothing is too cheesy, too deep, or too complicated to talk about.
We cry, we laugh, we overthink, we flirt — and above all, we keep it real.
This is a space for soft hearts and strong opinions.
For learning, unlearning, and loving again (and again).
So grab your favorite mug, get comfy, and let’s start this conversation.
Because love deserves a place on your bookmarks bar.
And maybe — just maybe — it all begins with a little…
Wink wink. 😉




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