Confessions from the Tupperware Tower: Twelve Months Inside the Meal Prep Cult and the Slow Unraveling That Happened Between the Quinoa and the Crying
They told us it was efficiency. They told us it was self-care. They showed us color-coded containers arranged in perfect grid formation and called it a lifestyle. What they did not show us — what was always carefully cropped out of frame — was the part where you're standing in athletic wear at 4 p.m. on a Sunday, weeping into a bowl of brown rice, wondering where your personality went.