house of Laine

I started House of Laine because my life was becoming too ridiculous not to document. But honestly this isn’t about talking to certain people in a mysterious way, it’s about documenting my growth through adulthood.

I was tired of writing hidden experiences in my notes app, hoping someone would understand me without showing them what I’ve been through.

I’m currently surviving college in a small coastal town that somehow manages to feel both painfully boring and deeply chaotic at the exact same time. Most days I’m just trying to make it through, back to my room where I can put the world on pause.

This blog is not a guide to having your life together, especially because I’m just starting to establish one for myself.

It’s about growing up in real time. The messy version. The funny version. The lonely version. The version people usually crop out before posting online.

Expect stories about relationships, friendship fallouts, identity crises, embarrassing moments, late-night thoughts, and whatever else ends up permanently altering my frontal lobe.

Names and details may be changed because I enjoy avoiding lawsuits and awkward eye contact.

Everything else is true.

Welcome to House of Laine.

my girlhood, unfiltered