1.0Soft Sensibilitieshttps://kimberlypearl.co/blogKimberlyhttps://kimberlypearl.co/blog/author/kimberlypearl-92gmail-com/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="1OrUYynYqq"><a href="https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/five-things-7-17-26/">Five Things (7.17.26)</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/five-things-7-17-26/embed/#?secret=1OrUYynYqq" width="600" height="338" title="“Five Things (7.17.26)” — Soft Sensibilities" data-secret="1OrUYynYqq" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script> /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js </script> 1. The heatwave has reached L.A., which means I only have a short window to run errands before the UV index peaks at solar noon. And while I couldn’t be happier as a homebody (but also because it means prolonging the lifespan of my favorite sunscreens), I haven’t been able to focus on my usual hobbies as a professional introvert. Reading has been capricious, which is alarming (for me). Researching outré topics, a favorite pastime, hasn’t been satiating. I’ve even been flighty with journaling (equally disquieting, as a lifelong diarist). Perhaps the heat has managed to pervade my apartment walls—Los Angeles buildings are rather fragile things—and therefore, my brain. Or, I’ve been immobilized by the never-ending barrage of bad news. It’s part of the ploy in numbing us all, I’m sure of it. But right now, it’s too hot for me to rebel against the red wave. I’m coping with copious amounts of retail therapy instead. 2. A tiny, delicious joy: Plumcots are in season! Eating two per sitting is non-negotiable. 3. I could write a dissertation about how much I’ve always loved bag charms and the Sanrio universe—the cuter, the better—but have rarely had the fortitude to ornament my…https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/wp-content/uploads/2026/07/the-row-90s-beige-crossbody-tan-hello-kitty-leopard-japan-bag-charm-vintage-asian-cabinet.jpg