RxForReal.com
A Pittsburgh parent’s honest take on thrifting, fitness, raising a kid, and not having it all figured out.
“You’re such a f—king liar, Camille!”
— Kyle Richards, saying what we were all thinking
If you just heard that in Kyle’s voice — you’re exactly who this blog is for.
I’m a pharmacist living in Pittsburgh, PA with my husband, my son, and Gizmo — our Cavapoo who has no idea she’s a dog and we’ve never corrected her. By day I work as a pharmacist making high-stakes decisions under pressure. By night I’m waiting for my husband to cook me dinner, negotiating screen time, trying to fit in a workout, and somewhere between all of it — ensuring we have receipts! proof! timelines! screenshots! f—ing everything!
Here’s what I know to be true about myself: there is not a single moment in my life I cannot connect back to a reality TV quote. Difficult conversation at work? “Even Louis Vuitton makes mistakes.” Parenting hitting different today? “I’ll tell you how I’m doing…not well bitch.” Found a brand new pair of Nikes at Goodwill for $3? “Money can’t buy you class” — but it can buy you a pair of Nikes, and today it only cost me three dollars.
This blog exists because I got tired of content that made real life look effortless. I’m a scientist by training, a parent by choice, a reality TV scholar by calling, and a thrift enthusiast by genuine passion. I don’t have it all figured out. But I show up, I take notes, I walk Gizmo whether I feel like it or not, and I occasionally find extraordinary things at Goodwill in an affluent suburb — because it turns out wealthy people donate incredible stuff and I am not too proud to benefit from that.
Some of what I write will make you think. Some of it will make you want to go thrifting. Some of it will make you text your best friend “this is literally us.” And all of it will be real — because that’s the only way I know how to do this.
Rx for Real — because life doesn’t come with a package insert, but it does come with receipts.
Welcome to mine.
🐾 A Note From Gizmo 🐾
“If you’re going to talk about me behind my back, at least check out my great ass.”
Hi. I’m Gizmo. I’m a seven year old Cavapoo living in Pittsburgh and I have absolutely no notes on myself. I am passionate about dogs — just not crazy about bitches. I am trustworthy, I am easy to be in love with, and I will not be apologizing for either of those things.
Let me tell you something about my family. Before me, my mom didn’t even like dogs. I know. Take a moment with that. She was out here living her whole pharmacist/reality TV life completely unaware that what was missing was me. I fixed that. In seven years I have rewired her entire personality and I consider it my greatest professional achievement.
My dad is my person. Full stop. He knows it, I know it, and honestly the whole family knows it — we just don’t make it weird. My mom is a very respectable distant second and she is doing her best. My little brother is chaos but I allow it because I’m that kind of dog.
I don’t have unhinged traits. I have standards. There’s a difference. And if you’re not sure which side of that line you’re on — check out my great ass on the way out.
Gizmo out.
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