Do you often find yourself citing Mercury retrograde as an explanation for all the things going wrong in your life? Like a delayed train, miscommunication with your partner, or even that unexpected breakout? Well, same, because when all else fails, just blame the universe…right?
Like many teens growing up in the 00s, I developed a fascination with astrology at an early age, critiquing (and heavily relating to, may I add) my birth chart that came via every glossy magazine (read: Cosmo, of course).
However, unlike my emo phase, it is a fascination that’s carried through to adulthood. On every first date, I’ll find myself asking, ‘So, what’s your star sign?’ (Sure, they often scowl and retreat with ‘the ick’, but I’m unphased, TBH…)
And as far as I know, when…
