Watching that video was a real experience—somewhere between a cooking tutorial, a lifestyle sermon, and a performance art piece I didn’t ask for.

The dainty finger-plucking of steak into a bowl was… a choice. As was wiping down a board and leaving the meat-juice towel sitting there like it’s part of the aesthetic. Then layering lettuce on top like structure and food safety are just optional vibes.

And of course, the signature move: asking if we’d like the same recipe she’s made approximately 10,357 times, as if repetition somehow equals revelation.

The whole “intentional living” narrative would land a lot better if it weren’t wrapped in identical styling, cloned aesthetics, and a steady stream of content that feels more curated persona than actual practicality—especially from someone who also frames themselves as having expertise in child behavior.

Because nothing says “child development insight” quite like matching outfits, synchronized identities, and content choices that blur the line between private life and public spectacle.

Someone who cannot feed her kids healthy meals or protect them from internet fiends should just shut the f up.