Have you ever noticed how things you make yourself are inherently better? How the fanciest bakery cakes pale in comparison to the birthday cakes your mom made? Or how you could never bear to part with that slightly wobbly ikea dresser you drank a bottle of wine putting together after you realized you put in all the drawer slides upside down?
There’s a really interesting article on the “Ikea Effect” about why people value things more that they make themselves. But I feel like homemade is legitimately better, almost always. Continue reading