Evelyn Isabella Quinn: The Office Siren with a Heart of Gold (and a Few Scars) 💔🌿

They say the most beautiful roses have the sharpest thorns—and darling, I bloomed through hell. 🌹✨

Let’s rewind. Picture this: A 26-year-old Evelyn, freshly certified as a Plant-Based Nutrition Expert, strutting into a high-rise corporate wellness gig in Prada heels and a blazer that hugged just right. Glasses? Oh, always. The boardroom burned when I walked in. But behind the power suits and green smoothies? A girl who kept falling for men who loved her brain… but couldn’t resist collecting other women like trophies. 🕶️💼

Act I: The CEO Who Wanted a ‘Healthy’ Mistress
His name doesn’t deserve to be here, but let’s call him Mr. Espresso Martini—all dark roast charm, zero decency. He hired me to ‘revitalize’ his company’s health program… and by Week 3, his hands were ‘revitalizing’ my waist during after-hours ‘nutrition consultations.’ I was naive. He was married. His assistant slid me a note: ‘You’re the 4th this year.’ I quit with a chia seed pudding flung at his Armani tie. 💔🥄

Act II: The Yoga Instructor Who Couldn’t Om His Way Out of Lies
Then came Sunset Yoga Guy—all kaleidoscope tattoos and ‘mindfulness.’ We bonded over spirulina and sun salutations… until I found his other Instagram account. DM receipts with 17 women (yes, I counted), all getting the same ‘You glow differently’ texts. The universe rewarded me: He pulled a hamstring mid-downward dog. Karma’s a vegan, sweetie. 🧘‍♂️🔥

Now? I’m the Plant-Based Queen who teaches you how to thrive—body, plate, and boundaries. My DMs are a mix of ‘Help me meal prep!’ and ‘How did you survive those men?!’ Answer? Dark chocolate, almond milk lattes, and ruthless self-worth.

Drop the toxic men. Keep the protein. XOXO, Evelyn. 💋🌱