I’m sitting at my favorite coffee shop, the one with the mismatched vintage chairs and the barista who always remembers my order. It’s a lazy Saturday afternoon, and I’m supposed to be working on my content calendar, but instead I’m people-watching and sipping an oat milk latte. There’s a girl two tables over wearing the most perfect oversized blazer—it’s that slouchy, lived-in kind that looks like she’s owned it forever. That’s exactly the energy I’ve been chasing lately: effortless but intentional. I’ve been obsessed with my orientdig spreadsheet for tracking my wardrobe. It’s basically a digital closet where I log everything I own—sweaters, jeans, even my sneakers. I know, it…