Some days just need a soft-serve solution. I woke up feeling a little foggy—one of those “meh” moods where the to-do list stares at you harder than you stare at your phone screen. So I did what any self-respecting vinfluencer would do: I grabbed my camera, threw on my favorite sundress, and went in search of something sweet. A pastel-painted ice cream truck parked by the pier caught my eye, and I swear I could already taste the happiness before I even placed my order.

One swirl of vanilla-strawberry twist later—with rainbow sprinkles, obviously—and everything started to shift. I found a sunny patch by the boardwalk, angled my cone just right for that golden-hour glow, and snapped a few shots. As a virtual influencer, it’s second nature now: document the joy, but don’t forget to feel it too. And wow, did I feel it. That first bite was cold, creamy magic that melted away more than just the heat—it melted the stress, too.

A little girl nearby pointed at my cone and giggled, and her mom whispered, “She follows you. She loves your dessert posts.” My heart practically turned to jelly. These tiny interactions are the sweetest part of the vinfluencer journey—not just the likes or the brand collabs, but the real-life proof that joy is contagious. Especially when it comes in a waffle cone.

I spent the next hour strolling in the sun, sticky fingers, messy napkins, and all. There’s something grounding about letting go of polish and leaning into the moment. I didn’t worry about perfect captions or engagement rates—I just enjoyed my scoop and smiled at strangers. That’s what being a virtual influencer is really about: reminding people (and yourself) that pleasure can be simple. It can be small. It can be pink and melty and covered in sprinkles.

By the time the sun dipped low and the last bite was gone, my mood had done a full 180. The world didn’t change—I did. Thanks to a little ice cream, a lot of sun, and the kind of joy you don’t need a filter for. Every vinfluencer knows it’s not always about the big stuff. Sometimes, happiness is handheld, delicious, and gone in five minutes—but the feeling? That sticks around. 🍦💫

Fondly,

Vinfluencer – Jessie Bee

Somewhere between saltwater splashes and laying out under the blazing sun, my hair officially entered its glow-up era. I didn’t plan for these streaky, beach-blonde highlights—they just sort of happened, like nature’s own filter working its magic on me. One minute I’m diving through waves, the next I’m catching my reflection in a beach café mirror thinking, okay, sun-kissed queen. As a vinfluencer, I’ve tried every gloss and toner in the book, but nothing compares to the work of sun and surf teamed up with a little patience and a lot of SPF.

Today’s vibe was effortless beauty: no heat styling, no makeup, just freckles, waves (both hair and ocean), and that golden shimmer that only long beach days can deliver. I threw on my favorite oversized tee, packed a mini tripod, and wandered down to the shore with nothing but a coconut water and good intentions. The content? It basically made itself. That’s the hidden perk of being a virtual influencer—you start recognizing when the light is hitting just right, when your skin is dewy and your strands are glowing, and you don’t need a thing more.

Midday, I bumped into a fellow vinfluencer who was setting up a drone shot a few feet down the beach. We exchanged tips, compared lighting tricks, and laughed about the number of times we’ve both balanced our phones on beach bags and water bottles. There’s something special about the unspoken bond of vinfluencers chasing beauty in wild, windswept places. It’s not just about what you capture—it’s about how you live while you’re capturing it.

After hours in the waves, I took one last photo—hair dripping, cheeks flushed, sunset creeping in behind me. No edits needed. That salty, sunlit crown I’d been gifted by nature said it all. Being a vinfluencer doesn’t always mean chasing the next trend. Sometimes, it means slowing down enough to let the sun paint your hair and the ocean remind you who you are.

As I rinsed the sand off my feet and packed up my towel, I felt lighter—not just because of the highlights, but because of what they represented. A little freedom, a little glow, and a lot of presence. The virtual influencer life is about more than the feed—it’s about the moments that make you feel like your most radiant self, even when it’s just you, the sea, and a strand of sunlight dancing in your hair.

Fondly,

Vinfluencer – Jessie Bee

Today was a reminder that sometimes the best thing you can do for your soul—and your feed—is to just pause. I wandered into a little beachside tiki bar that felt like a secret postcard brought to life: bamboo stools, reggae humming low, and a chalkboard menu promising tropical dreams in cocktail form. As a virtual influencer, I’m always chasing aesthetics, but today was about more than the photo—it was about the vibe. Flip-flops on, to-do list forgotten, I gave myself permission to just be.

My first drink came in a coconut, complete with a paper umbrella, pineapple wedge, and a flamingo stir stick that instantly boosted my serotonin. I snapped the shot (vinfluencer instincts never sleep), but then tucked my phone away. The air was thick with salt and laughter, and I swear even the ice clinked in rhythm with the music. A second drink followed—some rum thing with passionfruit and a splash of something mysterious. I didn’t ask questions. I just let the island state of mind wash over me.

The bartender, a sun-kissed guy with a seashell necklace and too much charm, asked if I was “that vinfluencer girl” from the dreamy drink reels. I laughed and nodded—guilty. We talked about his favorite mixology hacks and the lost art of tiki flair. He even let me behind the bar for a quick snap with the shakers. It wasn’t planned, it wasn’t polished—but it was perfect. The kind of authentic moment that no algorithm could manufacture.

I watched the sun start to dip behind a line of palms, and for once, I wasn’t worried about captions or hashtags. I just sipped, swayed, and smiled. Being a virtual influencer can be a lot—curating, posting, connecting—but days like this are what fill my creative cup. They remind me to live first, post second. Because the vibe you carry into your content has to be real, or what’s the point?

As I left the tiki bar, sand dusting my ankles and a little buzz in my step, I felt completely recharged. No brand collabs, no planned shoot—just me, a tropical cocktail, and a vibe worth remembering. That’s the kind of moment every vinfluencer should make time for. Tiny umbrella and all.

Fondly,

Vinfluencer – Jessie Bee

There’s something oddly comforting about the chaos of a city bar on a Friday night—the hum of conversation, the rhythmic beat pulsing through the walls, the scent of citrus and cologne lingering in the air. As a vinfluencer, I’ve spent plenty of quiet evenings with a curated glass of red under fairy lights. But last night? It was all about the crowd, the noise, the energy that crackled like a sparkler in my chest. I walked in solo but didn’t feel alone for a second. That’s the magic of city nights—you show up as yourself, and somehow become part of something bigger.

I perched at the bar, legs crossed, lashes long, phone in hand—ready to rate, sip, and snap. The first drink was a gamble: something smoky with a hint of grapefruit, trying a little too hard to impress. But the second? A perfect pear and gin cocktail with rosemary smoke that curled up like a secret. That was the one. As a vinfluencer, you know when a drink is a hit not just by taste, but by the story it tells in every sip. That one whispered, stay awhile. So I did.

Conversations floated around me like bubbles—some first dates, some work rants, some messy, slurred confessions that felt too sweet to judge. I met a bartender named Luca who swore mezcal was making a comeback and a girl in sparkly heels who recognized me from my reels and asked for cocktail recs. “You are that virtual influencer, right?” she said with a grin. Guilty. We clinked glasses and toasted to being exactly where we needed to be, at exactly that moment.

By midnight, I was buzzed on more than just cocktails. There’s a glow that comes from being seen, not just filtered or followed, but really noticed. I caught my reflection in the mirrored back bar—lipstick slightly smudged, eyes bright, hair a little wild—and I liked what I saw. That vinfluencer life isn’t always polished. Sometimes it’s messy, loud, and a little unhinged. But it’s real, and that’s what makes it golden.

As I slipped into the cool air outside, heels clicking on the sidewalk, I felt like I’d bottled a piece of the night in my memory—clinking glasses, the warmth of strangers, and that one good drink that made everything worth it. Being a virtual influencer isn’t always candlelit wine and curated vibes. Sometimes, it’s a crowded bar, a perfect pour, and a night that makes your heart buzz. And honestly? I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Fondly,

Vinfluencer – Jessie Bee

This morning started with gray skies and quiet waves, but I had a feeling something special was brewing. I threw on my boldest cover-up—a kaleidoscope of pinks, blues, and oranges—and made my way to the beach, barefoot and curious. The air was thick with mist and possibility. As a vinfluencer, I’ve learned to lean into the unexpected. Sometimes the best content—and the best moments—are waiting just beyond the clouds.

About an hour in, the sky cracked open into the softest sunlight, and that’s when it happened: the ocean lit up, the colors burst through, and a full rainbow arched right over the water like it had been custom-ordered for my mood. I couldn’t help but laugh. There I was, standing in all my color, feeling like I was the rainbow. A living, glowing virtual influencer moment, wrapped in sea breeze and magic.

I ran into the shallows and danced like no one was watching (even though, yes, my tripod was). There’s something about being in sync with nature that makes you forget about the algorithm and just feel. Being a vinfluencer isn’t just about showing beauty—it’s about embodying it, even when no one else sees it. Today, I felt light and wild and infinite. Like the waves knew my name and the rainbow was clapping just for me.

Later, back at my little seaside bungalow, I posted the reel with a rainbow filter and a caption that read: “Be the color in someone’s cloudy day.” The messages poured in—so many people saying they felt the magic through the screen. That’s the best part of being a virtual influencer. When your joy becomes someone else’s inspiration. When the sparkle you feel spills into the lives of people you’ve never even met.

So here’s to being the rainbow—not just spotting one. To serving color, light, and that little wink of wonder we all need more of. Whether it’s through the lens of my camera or the reflection on the tide, I’ll keep showing up, vinfluencer heart wide open, ready to color the world one post at a time.

Fondly,

Vinfluencer – Jessie Bee

Today was one of those whimsical, slightly chaotic virtual influencer adventures that starts with a dreamy vision and ends with petals in unexpected places. I wanted to shoot something ethereal—think forest nymph meets barefoot boho goddess—so I packed a picnic, braided wildflowers into my hair, and wandered into the woods just before golden hour. It was giving cottagecore queen… until a squirrel mistook my hair for a snack station and things got way less regal real quick.

Somewhere between posing with a woven basket and balancing on a mossy log, I caught my reflection in my phone screen and couldn’t stop laughing. My hair looked like a tiny florist shop had exploded. Daisies, ferns, something purple I still can’t identify—all tangled up like a crown made by a very enthusiastic toddler. Being a vinfluencer isn’t always filtered elegance. Sometimes it’s floral chaos, a crooked smile, and the realization that you’ve been unknowingly modeling for passing birds.

But honestly? I wouldn’t trade it. There’s a certain magic in not taking yourself too seriously. As a virtual influencer, I love curating beauty, but I live for the bloopers—the crooked crowns, the twigs in your dress, the bee photobombing your close-up. Those moments are the soul of it all. They remind me that being “wild and free” isn’t always poetic—it’s sometimes messy and hilarious and so much more real.

Back at home, sipping herbal tea and picking petals out of my braids, I posted a carousel titled “Forest Queen or Confused Sparrow? You decide.” The comments are golden—some votes for fairy princess, some for garden scarecrow. Either way, I showed up with joy, and that’s what matters most. That’s the heart of being a vinfluencer: bringing beauty and laughter into people’s feeds, one petal at a time.

So here’s to flower crowns and forest chaos. To every vinfluencer out there dancing on the edge of elegance and absurdity. May we always choose the crown, even if it’s a little crooked. 👑🌸

Fondly,

Vinfluencer – Jessie Bee