Welcome to Tiny Pantsuits!

Hi, Saana here. I have a Very Serious Job™, working alongside serious people who discuss serious things in seriously measured tones while seriously nodding at one another's seriously constructed PowerPoints. There's an unspoken competition for who can use the phrase "robust framework" with the gravest facial expression. Gross.

Tiny Pantsuits is my literary speakeasy. Just me, writing. Sometimes it's about work, like when I once confused "fiduciary" with "mortuary" in a high-stakes meeting and momentarily gave everyone the impression our budget was literally dead. Sometimes it's about life, like the best places in the city for a menty b. Often, I’m writing about current and historical events like they're the hottest gossip at brunch—have you heard about the Byzantine Emperor who accidentally started a religious war because he got tipsy at dinner and made an unfortunate joke about beard lengths? Humans stay wildin’ out, yo.

Sooo yeah…if it would make a friend snort-laugh into her wine or help him feel less hopeless amidst…*gestures wildly*…everything, it finds its way here. So pull up a chair. Bring your own slightly chaotic energy. Welcome to my practice in refusing to let seriousness have the last word. Glad you’re here.

xo,
Saana