Hi. I’m so glad you’re here
This is a little blog about home, and love, and trying to make a nice life out of regular days. I write things, you read things, we both feel a bit better about it all. That’s kind of the whole idea.
Read the LatestSo, um, here’s what this actually is
Outside My Nest is basically the blog I wished existed when I was thirty and very confused. It’s about home stuff, and relationship stuff, and the regular weird parts of being a grown woman in 2026 (which, I don’t know about you, but feels like a full time job some days). I’m not an expert at any of this. I’m just somebody who keeps trying, keeps writing it down, and figured maybe other women wanted to read it too. So, hi.
Home & Decor
The apartment, the house, the rental you’ve definitely been overthinking
Love & Relationships
Dating, partners, the people you keep, the ones you maybe shouldn’t
Lifestyle
Slow mornings, weird little rituals, and other quietly important things
Things I’ve been thinking about lately
Here are the latest few posts. Some are short. Some are way too long (sorry, I get going). All of them are stuff I genuinely cared enough about to sit down and write.
Three things, mostly, that all kind of overlap
I tried to organize this blog into neat little categories, and then I realized my actual life is not organized into neat little categories at all (shocker), so really these three things just sort of bleed into each other. Which is fine. Which is, I think, kind of the point.
Home that feels like you. Not Pinterest you. Not someone else’s living room you. Just, your home, the way you actually want it. With ideas you can steal.
Love stuff, the honest version. Dating in your thirties (or forties, or whenever, hi). Long term partnership. Friendships that grew up. The whole thing. No fluff.
Lifestyle, but the soft kind. Books I liked. Routines that work. The little stuff. The kind of advice you’d actually take from a friend. Hopefully.
Other women who, apparently, also get it
Reading this is like getting a really long voice note from a friend who knows you. Sometimes I open the blog just to feel a little less weird about everything.
I came for the home stuff (I rearranged my whole bedroom because of one post, no regrets). I stayed for the relationship posts that, like, weirdly described my exact situation. So.
It’s the only blog I read that doesn’t try to sell me a perfect life. It just feels like a real person talking, which I didn’t realize I needed until I had it.
Okay so, the newsletter thing
Every so often I send out a sort of a letter. New posts, things I’ve been thinking about, occasionally a really good lipstick I found. That’s basically it. No spam. Promise. You can leave whenever, no hard feelings, I get it.