• Home
  • About
  • All Stories
    • Travel Tales
    • Crown Hollow Chronicles
    • Alpie's Notes
    • Culinary Chronicles
    • Style Sojourns
  • Where the Light Breaks
  • Global Citizen
  • More
    • Home
    • About
    • All Stories
      • Travel Tales
      • Crown Hollow Chronicles
      • Alpie's Notes
      • Culinary Chronicles
      • Style Sojourns
    • Where the Light Breaks
    • Global Citizen
  • Home
  • About
  • All Stories
    • Travel Tales
    • Crown Hollow Chronicles
    • Alpie's Notes
    • Culinary Chronicles
    • Style Sojourns
  • Where the Light Breaks
  • Global Citizen
La Bohemie

Stories Draped in Linen, Dipped in Gin

Stories Draped in Linen, Dipped in GinStories Draped in Linen, Dipped in GinStories Draped in Linen, Dipped in GinStories Draped in Linen, Dipped in Gin

Boundaries aren't Rude, They're Couture

There was a time we thought boundaries were mean.
That saying no needed softening.
That protecting our time, our peace, and our Wi-Fi password made us difficult.

No, darling.


Boundaries are bespoke.
Hand-stitched. Tailored to your nervous system.
And if someone tells you otherwise—they simply weren’t meant to be dressed in your presence.


  1. Define your fabric.
    Are you silk? Wool? Something that creases under pressure? Know your limits before someone steamrolls them.
  2. Cut with intention.
    No shapeless apologies. If you say no, let it fit clean. Don’t add ruffles of explanation.
  3. Tailor as needed.
    Boundaries evolve. What didn’t fit last season might suit you now. Adjust for growth, not guilt.
  4. Don’t over-accessorize with guilt.
    You don’t owe them comfort at the expense of your own sanity. Decline kindly, not apologetically.
  5. Be consistent. Like good stitching.
    One unraveling seam and people start thinking they can tug. They cannot.
  6. Finish with confidence.
    Stand in your no like it's Dior. Let them gawk. You look fabulous.

Quotable Quotes

"A well-placed no is a love letter to your future self."


"You don’t need to be understood. You need to be respected."


"Boundaries are not walls. They are velvet ropes. And not everyone gets a wristband."


--- Alpie Moreau

Subscribe!

The Art of Leaving Gracefully, Even When You’re Furious

Some exits are quiet.
Some are fireworks.
And then there are the ones where you smile, say thank you, and leave so gracefully the walls feel your absence like a missing heirloom.

Darling, being angry is natural. Leaving with your dignity? That’s couture.


Steps for Graceful Exit Mastery


  1. Feel it—but don’t leak it.
    Hold your anger like a clutch: tight, stylish, and absolutely no one else’s business.
  2. Say less. Leave more.
    Silence is the original power move. Let your absence do the talking.
  3. No parting monologue.
    This isn’t a Netflix finale. This is a red-lip smile, a nod, and gone. Let them imagine what you could’ve said.
  4. Take your things—including your time.
    Don’t leave your scarf, your book, or your emotional bandwidth behind. They weren’t valued properly anyway.
  5. Don’t announce the door you’re closing. Just close it.
    Quiet exits echo longer. They’ll wonder why their coffee suddenly tastes bitter.
  6. Treat yourself like you just escaped a cult.
    Hydrate. Rest. Wear something soft. You’re safe now.

Quotables for the Softly Furious

"Some exits don’t slam. They whisper, 'You’ll miss me.'"


"Power isn’t in what you said. It’s in what you could have, but didn’t."


"A well-timed silence is more devastating than any clever comeback."


--- Alpie Moreau

How to Recover from Saying Yes When You Meant No

There it was.
That Yes you didn't mean, floating in the air like cheap perfume—sweet, cloying, and already regrettable.

You didn’t want to go.
You didn’t want to help.
You didn’t want to loan your good salad bowl to someone who once brought boxed wine to your dinner party.

But you said yes.

Why?

Because you were tired. Because you were polite. Because your inner child was raised on guilt and your adult self hasn’t yet found the exit.

So what now?

Steps for Post-Yes Recovery

Acknowledge the betrayal.

Cancel—if possible. Elegantly. Firmly. No excuses.

Write down what you wanted to say.

Not theirs. Yours. You betrayed your own boundary like it was on sale.

Write down what you wanted to say.

Cancel—if possible. Elegantly. Firmly. No excuses.

Write down what you wanted to say.

Then fold it neatly, place it in your scarf drawer, and promise not to ignore yourself again.

Cancel—if possible. Elegantly. Firmly. No excuses.

Cancel—if possible. Elegantly. Firmly. No excuses.

Cancel—if possible. Elegantly. Firmly. No excuses.

If you must attend: wear something that says “I’m here out of strategy, not affection.”

Sit with the resentment for exactly 6 minutes.

Sit with the resentment for exactly 6 minutes.

Cancel—if possible. Elegantly. Firmly. No excuses.

Let it steep. Like tea. Or regret.

Plan your exit in advance.

Sit with the resentment for exactly 6 minutes.

Reward yourself for surviving the nonsense.

Leave early. With grace. And your salad bowl.

Reward yourself for surviving the nonsense.

Sit with the resentment for exactly 6 minutes.

Reward yourself for surviving the nonsense.

Light a candle. Eat something ridiculous. Rewatch that show where everyone wears coats and emotionally represses for sport. You’ve earned it.

"Every yes you didn’t mean is a no you owed yourself."

"You’re not difficult. You’re just done."

"If they’re offended by your boundary, they were benefiting from your lack of one."

© La Bohemie MMXXV. All stories, sighs, and scarves reserved.
We don’t rush closure here. We serve it slow, with espresso and full-fat truth. — Alpie Moreau

Powered by GoDaddy

This site uses cookies—because of course it does.

It helps us analyze traffic, optimize your experience, and judge you silently from behind the curtain.
Consent and pretend you’re fine with it like the rest of us.

Yes, I Consent to Elegance