Really. I use it every day. I think it can make us better at our jobs, remove hours of tedious work, help us learn things faster, give people access to skills they never had before, and generally make both work and life a little easier.
This is not an “AI is ruining everything” post.
But one thing about it is starting to drive me slightly mad.
Everything is beginning to look the same.
Particularly design.
The cute illustrations and icons. The colour swish behind the text. The perfectly pleasant palette. The composition that is technically lovely and somehow completely forgettable.
Because we’re living in a time when we talk constantly about celebrating individuality, diversity, and different perspectives, while simultaneously handing more and more of our creative decisions to the same handful of tools and accepting whatever they give us first.
And I understand why. It’s ridiculously convenient.
You can type a few sentences into ChatGPT and, seconds later, you have a poster. You didn’t need Photoshop. You didn’t need Canva. You didn’t need a designer. You barely needed an idea. That’s incredible.
But here’s my question:
Don’t you want yours to look different?
AI has given us this extraordinary ability to create almost anything we can imagine, and somehow we’re using it to create variations of the same thing.
So I decided to conduct an extremely scientific experiment (I hope you read the sarcasm here).
I opened my local moms’ WhatsApp group. Below are some of the posters that had been shared there in the previous 24 hours.
Not a month.
Not a week.
Twenty-four hours.
The first few times we saw AI-generated design, it was impressive simply because it existed.
Wait. You made THAT by typing a sentence?
But novelty has a shelf life. And that shelf life has expired.
When every school fundraiser, bake sale, fun run, small business promotion, birthday invitation, and community event starts arriving wrapped in the same visual language, our brains will get very good at recognising it and very tired of seeing it.
And what happens when our brains are tired of seeing something? We stop noticing it. The danger isn’t that AI will make design worse. It’s that AI will make design average. Perfectly competent. Perfectly acceptable. And completely invisible. Which feels like such a waste of what these tools can actually do. AI should remove the boring parts of creating. It shouldn’t remove the human parts.
Tell it you hate the first version.
Tell it the colours are too safe.
Ask it for something that looks nothing like what it just made.
Break the layout.
Change the type.
Put some of yourself back into it.
Don’t just prompt it to make something.
The real creative skill in the age of AI isn’t making things anymore. Almost everyone can do that now. The skill is having enough taste, curiosity, and point of view to say:
No. Not that.
I love AI. I just don’t want the world it helps us create to look like it was all designed by the same person.
Running on Delusion is triggering a pretty vulnerable part of me. What if I fail? It hits on many different levels.
You’re doing it for something bigger than you
OMG, we’re raising funds to help children with cleft palate surgeries. Children. Surgeries. Gulp. This in itself is enough to put me into full-on overwhelm. What if I fail them?
Body Image
I don’t look like a runner; I’m heavy, I have huge hips, big thighs, and trail runners are 50kg little pocket rockets (in my delusional brain). I have a long, complicated relationship with food and weight. It’s a bit of a mess! I have done enough endurance events to know I can push past a lot of the demon thoughts while running, but I’ve never had to do it on back-to-back days. A half marathon is like 3 hours max before you can lie down. And this is 36km x 3. This is very, very different. What if I can’t make it on consecutive days?
The financial investment
This one is also difficult to admit, but damn, this journey is a costly one. I’ve been fortunate to find support with my entry, but this is going to require financial sacrifice in other parts of my life. Will I be able to make it work? Can I contain the financial sacrifice to just me, or will my family have to sacrifice alongside me?
Food
Another biggie. I’ve spent two years trying to cut back. But on big running days, I need to eat, A LOT! This is going to be interesting. I think as women we’re programmed to eat less, and eating more is an indication of failure or a lack of discipline. The food/calorie/burn equation will require some thoughtful planning.
I don’t have a point other than sharing my vulnerabilities, because typing them out (or writing them down) somehow takes them off their pedestal and breaks them into bite-sized pieces I can work on little by little.
I’ve done some questionable endurance events in my life, but this might be the most delusional one yet. 😂 Next year, my friend, Kate and I are taking on The PONDO. A 3-day trail run that raises funds for the Pondoland Conservation Trust, working to protect the extraordinary Wild Coast, and Miles for Smiles Foundation, helping provide life-changing surgery to children born with cleft lips and palates.
Neither of us are trail runners. We’re not elite athletes. We’re two women with jobs, families, busy lives, and a slightly ridiculous belief that we can train our bodies to carry us 103km.
And if donating isn’t possible, sharing this post would mean just as much. The further we can take this story, the more good we can hopefully do with it.
Two friends, two causes, and an unreasonable amount of optimism.
Let’s see where a little delusion can take us. 🏃♀️🏃♀️❤️
I’m back after my sabbatical, a wonderful few months spent largely unplugged and offline. I had always imagined my sabbatical would be a grand adventure spent gallivanting around the world. Instead, it turned out to be much quieter, slower, and closer to home, and exactly what I needed.
The enormous privilege of rest
This was, without question, the greatest gift of my sabbatical.
I give a great deal to my work, and the work itself asks a lot of me. To be able to step away fully, not just for a holiday but for long enough to genuinely slow down and restore, was an enormous privilege.
It took me a little while to adjust to not needing to be productive all the time. I spent days wondering if I dropped the ball during my handover and missed something. Eventually, though, the pace changed. I slept more. I moved more slowly. I spent time with people without watching the clock. I had space to think, and sometimes space to do absolutely nothing.
That kind of rest is rare, and I don’t take it for granted. I’m deeply grateful to work for a company that gives us the opportunity to pause in such a meaningful way. The time didn’t simply allow me to stop working. It allowed me to replenish the energy, attention, and care that I bring to my work.
The dogs loved all the napping
A very special wedding in Perth
I did adventure on one trip abroad! I traveled to Perth for the wedding of my oldest and dearest friend, Liora. Liora and I met on our first day of playschool, at the age of 2. We have shown up at every major milestone in one another’s lives, and it was so special being there with her.
We spent the lead-up to the wedding making centerpieces, hanging lighting, arranging flowers and doing all the little jobs that turn a venue into something magical. I spent many evenings sitting with her parents and sister catching up. After so many years of friendship, having that time together and being part of creating their day was incredibly special.
A brief interlude featuring some truly ridiculous weather
The less glamorous sabbatical storyline was the weather.
Plett and the surrounding Garden Route were hit by a series of extraordinary storms during April and May. During the one storm, we had more than 300 mm of rain and winds of 110 km/h. Rivers burst their banks, roads flooded, power lines came down, and hundreds of trees were uprooted across the region. It’s the worst flooding the region has experienced. From a community perspective, we came together to clear debris and trees, and to clear beaches. We shared power banks; those with solar offered charging stations, and the candle industry definitely had a spike in sales!
We joined a walk to try and save the Knysna Sea Horses that had been washed up after the storm and had the privilege of finding one and getting it the help it needed, before it was safely released again a few days later.
The videos below weren’t filmed by me, but you can see some of the damage from the wind and the rain.
Walking the Hermanus Camino with my mom
Another highlight was completing the five-day Hermanus Camino with my mom.
We set off shortly after the May storms. While we were hiking, recovery efforts were still underway, and for much of the hike we had no power and very little phone signal.
It turned out to be a gift. Our evenings were spent by the fire, resting tired legs, talking and properly connecting without the usual distractions. Five days of walking together, through beautiful scenery and some very muddy conditions, gave us a kind of uninterrupted time that is increasingly rare. It was a genuinely special experience to share with her.
So much time with my children
The unexpected upside of the weather was an enormous amount of time with my children. Schools were closed for a significant part of the term, so my carefully imagined sabbatical routine quickly turned into a great deal of family time.
It was noisy, chaotic and wonderful. Having such a long stretch of time to simply be present with them was incredibly precious. We had slow mornings, adventures, endless conversations and plenty of time together without constantly rushing towards the next thing.
One last pause in the Kruger
I spent the final week of my sabbatical in the Kruger National Park with my children, and I couldn’t have imagined a better way to wrap it all up.
There is something about being in the bush that naturally slows everything down. With very little connectivity and nowhere else we needed to be, our days were quiet, spent on puzzle-making, game drives and listening to the birds. We had a fun hippo-feeding experience with Jessica the Hippo (I even got a kiss). The kids also enjoyed playing with some AI and pretending they’d ridden a cheetah and flown with the Lilac-Breasted Rollers. While we were there, my daughter celebrated a birthday and a friend gifted her a Sound Safari. I highly recommend this to anyone who has the opportunity to book one. The ranger attaches a special mic to the front of the vehicle, and you listen to the animals through headphones. The mic amplifies the sound 4x. We heard the crunch of elephants’ teeth, the swishing of tails, the gargling of water. It was unbelievable.
Coming back
Five years ago, I had dreamt of these three months as a period of no budget constraints, no responsibilities, and a huge story to tell upon return. My sabbatical was nothing like it, but it was exactly what I needed. I had a check-in with my coach midway, and she surprised me by pulling up the notes from our pre-sabbatical session when I told her I wanted to stop. I was to slow down. I want to be in the ocean. I want to breathe. Turns out I had verbalized all of this; I just hadn’t realised it. I got the exact break I had hoped for.
It was a genuine pause, a chance to step outside the pace and responsibility of everyday working life for long enough to properly restore.
I’m returning deeply grateful for the adventures, for the time with the people I love and, most of all, for the privilege of rest.
More Photos:
A couple of other random pics from a wonderful few months off.
I am testing out Jetpack’s functionality where I email to add a blog to my site.
First bit of feedback is that I don’t like how the email is auto-generated. It included a word that’s a partner from the team, so while I like it’s trying to be relative to me, there should be a way to edit it.
I did just press "regenerate" until I found an email that was agnostic.
I am also including an image inline and an attached video to see how they come out.
It’s been a weird year. I’ve always been a do-er. I take everything on and find the time to complete it well. I might sacrifice some sleep or personal time, but if I’ve made a commitment, I won’t let you down.
But this year started, and I found myself at capacity.
Huh? That doesn’t make sense. I can always take on more.
I started January tired. And sad. I had been part of conversations and decisions around colleagues leaving, and it deeply impacted me. I was more emotional than usual and was not making my best decisions. I found myself unable to process and cope with behaviors that would normally be nothing. I know all the signs of burnout, I’ve worked through it with colleagues, yet I didn’t afford myself the same grace I’d given others as I felt an enormous responsibility for my team. I had to be there for them. We’d had significant changes in the team, and things were unsettled. Plus, I had a sabbatical coming up, so even more reason to show up.
Then I started to get head rushes. 20-30 a day. I got worried. My body was telling me there’s an issue. Off I went for blood tests, and my cortisol levels were depleted. I was for reals in burnout, with a risk of long-term damage if I didn’t sort it out immediately.
Naturally, I knew the doctor was wrong and went for a second opinion. Turns out she may have been right after all.
I had to tackle every stress my body was under. It seemed there were five clear stresses:
Physical stress, from over-exercising
Family stress
Money stress
Work stress
Lifestyle stress
Working through each of them, I started making better decisions for myself. I cut down on gym, padel, netball, and hockey. Cutting out the physical stress was by far the most difficult. I love sports so much. It was replaced with daily meditations, monthly TRE, and dog walks. Trying to focus on calming my nervous system.
We started up marriage counseling again. We began to talk.
I went through a year’s worth of bank statements to see where I was overspending. I was living way outside of my means, and I knew it. I started cashing in every investment I had and paying off debt.
I cut down my work hours drastically. No evenings or weekend work. I normally work around 12 hours a day. Not anymore! I took a day off almost every week. All I’d do is sleep.
I stepped back from all goals I’d set for 2026. I stopped fundraising for causes that matter to me. I stopped saying yes. I stopped reaching out to people. If they messaged, I’d probably reply, but I stopped sending the proactive outreach. That energy had to be kept for me.
It’s been very weird. It’s a behavior change that, in some ways, feels good, but in other ways, is wildly uncomfortable as it’s very unfamiliar.
I guess it’s shifting more into the present, which can only be a good thing.
I’ve been off work for the past six weeks on a sabbatical. I thought that would immediately cure my low energy levels and my ability to cope. It hasn’t. It’s surprising how long it takes to restore depleted reserves.
Things have improved in the past week, though. I spent last week hiking the Hermanus Camino and ironically, walking 80km was one of the most cup-filling experiences I’ve had all year. It was a week with my Mom. A week with no dogs, children, or husband. A week of nobody needing me. A week where meals were put in front of me. Most of the week was without electricity (due to the recent storm damage), so I went to sleep early. I read! It was really lovely.
Tomorrow I get the results of my next set of bloods to see how things are looking. My head rushes have completely stopped, and I’ve been religious with my supplements to support my body. I’m feeling quite excited about what the bloods say. But I’m certainly not where I was last year. And whatever improvement I am feeling is very recent. I still don’t feel I can take much more on; I’m still not making great decisions. Every tiny bug that comes past, I catch. I was sick for two full weeks in April, and I’m sick again now with a cold. So, my immune system is asking for help. Plus, I’ve stopped losing weight, which is very annoying, but this is also a symptom of not having the energy to prepare proper meals.
I’m still not showing up fully for anyone other than myself. And I don’t actually think I am showing up fully for myself yet. I’m still choosing naps over everything and everyone. I’m still forgetting to reply to most messages. I got back from Hermanus ready to eat clean again, which has been wonderful. My kitchen is filled with the smells of delicious, lean meals. I’m forgetting birthdays and a lot of recent conversations (the memory loss is wild), but through all of this, I am hoping to find a balance between the Kim that chooses everyone over herself and the Kim that chooses herself.
I was fortunate enough to attend Web Summit this year, and I went with a completely open mind, ready to soak up everything I could. I studied the speakers and topics closely and selected a well-rounded mix of talks covering performance, WordPress Special Projects Team interests, AI, customer service, robotics (because it is just cool), sport (because I love it), and celebrities (because I can’t help myself). What surprised me most was how many of the talks I chose for personal interest aligned so naturally with Team 51 and the TAM role.
The WordPress Special Projects Team & High Performance
We kicked things off with a talk from Maria Sharapova on how AI will improve athletic performance. There are many parallels between high-performance athletes and a TAM on the Special Projects Team. The key takeaway was simple: AI and the tools built on it are here to help us work better and faster. What used to take weeks of analysis can now be done in minutes. The question she left us with applies just as clearly to us: What data are we leveraging to improve ourselves—and what aren’t we tracking yet that we should be?
In parallel, I attended three Formula 1 focused talks exploring how elite performance is achieved when every part of the process is intentional, quality-controlled, and supported by the right tooling. Technology exists to support the human—not replace them.
These sessions included leaders from Mercedes-AMG PETRONAS, Oracle Red Bull Racing, and McLaren. McLaren spoke about staying relevant in a world where many fans will never physically interact with the brand. Toto Wolff and Don McGuire discussed the importance of hardware—specifically the Qualcomm Snapdragon chip—for vehicle communication. Oracle Red Bull Racing, alongside 1Password’s CEO, focused on the central role of trust: trust is what turns ambition into lasting advantage.
One narrative from Wolff that deeply resonated with me is that he sees himself as a translator—bridging communication between human and machine. In that translation lies success. This mirrors what we do as TAMs: we translate between partners, developers, designers, and code. We sit at the centre of communication. It made me reflect on where our weakest communication links live—do we need to listen better, or translate more clearly?
Another powerful metaphor was the balcony and the dancefloor. You need to be on the dancefloor—working, building, solving, moving fast—but you also need the balcony view to ensure you’re moving in the right direction with clarity. This is where ICs and Leads rely deeply on one another, in a symbiotic relationship that drives focus, alignment, and quality work.
Several speakers echoed the same fundamental message: look after yourself.
Eat well
Sleep well
Exercise
Support your mental health
A well-supported person shows up more focused, present, and ready to contribute meaningfully.
This also came through strongly in the talk Technology with Soul: Building with Intention. Adults are spending more time on their devices than ever before—often missing what truly matters. We were encouraged to resist autopilot and reconnect with purpose. This mirrors themes we hear in our Engagement Surveys. On the WordPress Special Projects Team, connection is core—but you can’t truly connect with others if you’re not connected to yourself first.
One piece of advice that really stuck with me:
Change “I have to” into “I get to.”Biz Stone, Co-Founder of Twitter and West
You don’t have to write the report—you get to write the report. That shift alone brings meaning and ownership back into our work.
High-level reflections applicable to the WordPress Special Projects Team:
High-performance teams must be diverse and authentic
Make space for higher-perspective thinking
McLaren won the Constructors’ Championship last season by 7/10s of a second. Small details matter—everything matters
Optimise your personal life
Reassess your priorities often and listen to yourself more than you listen to others
People, Authenticity & Empathy Over Tooling
I attended a fascinating talk by Dan Gardner titled The Internet Is Closing: Where Does That Leave You and Your Customers? His research shows that while businesses obsess over automation and efficiency, long-term growth is overwhelmingly driven by customer experience. There’s a proven 30% revenue increase when organisations prioritise customer satisfaction (read the statistics here).
From this lens, the WordPress Special Projects Team’s focus is spot on—our customers sit at the centre of everything we do. Their experience with WordPress and with us is our top priority. This also raises the question: is there an opportunity for us to grow revenue by focusing more intentionally on our paying Automattic customers?
Sara Vienna reinforced this in her talk The Empathy Advantage: AI’s Impact on UX. While the world accelerates toward automation, there is real competitive power in slowing down and empowering people. Her message was simple and powerful:
Those who create meaningful experiences will win.Sara Vienna, Chief Design Officer of Metalab
If everyone uses the same tools, everything begins to look, feel, and sound the same. It’s the human element that creates differentiation and makes experiences genuinely worth sharing.
AI learns from humans—and humans learn from AI. Both need to exist together.
The Open Web, Ownership & Digital Identity
There was significant discussion about the move away from open browsers toward closed platforms. I’ve seen this shift in my own behaviour—where I once defaulted to Google Search, I now often start with ChatGPT.
A panel with the CEOs of Mozilla and Cloudflare focused on privacy, digital advocacy, and the importance of protecting the open web. This closely aligns with Automattic’s values. Cloudflare’s recent issues with Perplexity ignoring robots.txt raised major concerns: bots can bypass rules, boundaries, and even paywalls. This challenges content ownership at its core. Where do we help site owners regain control?
Human beings are far more wonderful than machines. Keep humans in charge of the process.Charlie Ungashick, CMO of Vimeo
Joseph Gordon-Levitt spoke about how your digital self should belong to you, reinforcing Automattic’s mission around content ownership. He emphasised that AI should be used to enable creativity, not exploit it. This hit home for me. While it’s magical to bring my children’s drawings to life using AI, it would feel deeply wrong if someone monetised those outputs without credit.
One concerning statistic lingered with me: in the last six months, there has been a 50% drop in users clicking through to validate AI sources. As AI gets smarter, people may get lazier with verification. It’s our responsibility to keep reinforcing that hallucinations happen—and sources still matter.
Buying behaviour increases by 64% after video engagement
Video is no longer an enhancement—it’s an expectation. And it’s no longer just rectangular; it’s immersive.
This raised important questions for me:
Are we discussing video in our Discovery calls often enough?
How is Woo handling video in default product templates?
What extensions support user-generated and immersive video content? How do we build these into Core?
One simple but practical recommendation we should make more often: When our partners are planning photography, start with video. You can always extract stills from video, but not the other way around.
We also saw an impressive AI tool called Picstart, which localises content across different markets automatically. The demo was incredible. It made me wonder what we could learn from tools like this to better support localisation for Automattic’s products.
Cool Talks with No Clear Link to my role
Some talks were pure curiosity-driven joy. Seeing Spot from BostonDynamics live was unforgettable. I also completely nerded out during a demo by Amazon’s Chief Robotics Technologist, Tye Brady, who showcased robots with a sense of touch. While the application focused on logistics, I immediately imagined how it could revolutionise fields such as robotic surgery.
Outside of talks, I spent limited time in the expo halls to prioritise sessions and continue my day-to-day Automattic work. What stood out to me wasn’t who was there—but who wasn’t. It felt like a space where Automattic should belong. The halls were filled with driven startup teams. Imagine if even a fraction of them built on WordPress.com. Imagine the conversations we could have about integrations, platforms, and partnerships.
I met a standout swag supplier called Team Sunday. Their catalogue is big and versatile, and all items can be fully customised. They don’t do print-on-demand, unfortunately, but they work with global brands, ship internationally, and, I might be biased, but the person I spoke to said they like South Africa and gave me some socks. In my non-biased opinion, the socks are a nice quality! It was a very positive interaction!
Payments were a major theme in the expo halls, particularly PIX Payments, which offers fee-free, instant transactions without business-hour limitations. It made me reflect on how this might shape the future of WooPayments.
While I understand these conferences aren’t strictly web-focused, they remain spaces where I believe Automattic could make a meaningful impact.
In Closing
The conference concluded with Tim Berners-Lee, and I sat in absolute awe. Watching the creator of the World Wide Web speak live was truly an honour. His closing words stayed with me:
Have pride in what you do. Bring back the power of the individual.
I returned home deeply grateful, motivated, and energised. This experience gave me the opportunity to spend time with colleagues. Seeing people truly fills my cup—especially in creative, inspiring environments. I feel a tangible lift in my performance after spending time with colleagues in person, and Web Summit fuelled me in all the best ways.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about English being my mother tongue.
I work in a team where most people speak multiple languages, and I’ve always been a bit envious of that ability. I really battle to learn languages — gosh, most days even English fails me.
It’s been a big year of travel, and none of the countries I’ve visited are English-speaking. A quick recap of the amazing places I’ve been this year:
The Philippines in February
The Netherlands in April and September
Czech Republic in May
Portugal in November
And yet, the word that keeps coming to mind is yuk.
That’s the feeling I get when I walk into a local café, bar, or shop and start speaking in English. Why should locals have to praat die taal when I’m in their space? As the year has gone on, this feeling has only deepened. It feels like entitlement, privilege — like forcing others to adapt to my way. All the things I can’t stand in other people, and all the things I consciously try to move away from.
Inclusivity. Empathy. Belonging. That’s what I strive for.
I don’t have a neat conclusion to this — just an acknowledgment of the discomfort.
I’ve got a 780-day streak on Duolingo for Spanish, and honestly, it means nothing if I don’t use it.
So I’m setting myself one goal: I’ll likely be in Mexico in March. By then, I want to walk into a café and at least start the conversation in Spanish. To respect the language, and let them choose to switch to English — not the other way around.
I’m used to traveling for work. It usually means flying alone, landing in a cool place and connecting with the team within a few hours.
This trip has been different. Firstly … Asia! Insanely cool to be on a continent that I don’t know. I went to Hong Kong in 2011 but outside of that, it’s a complete unknown for me.
Secondly, James and I had planned to fly together but circumstances changed and he stayed home which has resulted in me traveling solo longer than I’m used to.
This is a new feeling. Quite a vulnerable one, quite an indulgent one, and uncomfortable at times. Not uncomfortable in a way that I’m not happy, more just that I can feel growth in myself. This is like a new skill I’m flexing. It feels quite cool.
Thankfully my need for planning and control has meant I’m seldom in any situation where I’m thrown a curveball. My arrival in Boracay was proof of that pudding. My pre-booked transfer to my hotel ended up being a multi-step trip that required two vehicles, going through a port, taking a boat and a 1km walk as turns out, I’m staying along the beach where no vehicles can go. Who knew! If I was in Europe or the US, I would have planned nothing and just grabbed a cab or called an uber.
There’s also this paradigm where I’m not talking, but it’s not quiet. It’s this weird oxymoron. I’m constantly surrounded by people. I’m eating out every meal, I’m working out and about, I’m on the beach, I’m walking the island. And it is BUSY! Holy sh1t there are so many people here, yet I’m not engaging with anyone. I’m finding that quite therapeutic actually. I’m loving not talking but I’m loving not being alone. I’m loving that nobody is expecting anything from me (serious case of mom-syndrome!).
My time is my own. My voice is my own. My sleep is my own. It’s been quite wonderful.
So far I’ve learnt a few things about Philippines I’d love to share.
It’s really affordable as a South African. Our currency is actually stronger than theirs! A bottle of water or soft drink are around R15, and a beer R20.
There are of course fancy restaurants along the beach which cost more, but they’re really easy to avoid and there are some low-key local beach bars which are just as fun.
I feel Boracay deserves the title “the city that never sleeps”. When I go to bed, this place is so alive. People everywhere, live music coming from every restaurant, clubs, massages, markets – it’s really cool. But – if you’re up and about at 7am. It’s the same. The live music isn’t playing but families are out, all the restaurants are open, people exercising. It’s been such a cool experience seeing it both in the morning and the night.
The food is different, but very delicious. It’s a lot of meat, broth and vegetables. Most people enjoy it with rice but I’ve just been loving having it on its own.
There’s very little focus on alcohol. The beaches are a no-food, no-drink place. Only water allowed. And at the bars, most people seem to be sipping on fruit juices and waters. There are beers and cocktails on every menu, but nobody I have seen is getting messy which is a real eye opener considering there are heaps of foreigners from more booze-focused locations.
In a nutshell my trip to Boracay has been quite epic. A great balance of work and play (and sleep). I recognize I come from a seriously privileged position here, but if anyone can travel alone, even for a few days, I highly recommend it. It doesn’t have to be across the world – keep it local if that works for you. But there’s some wonderful personal growth that comes from it 🫶
I am doing some testing using the WordPress Search block, as there is a spacing issue between the CTA and the input field on one of the websites I’m working with.
I’m going to be testing if the issue is isolated to the site where I took that screenshot from, or if it’s a Core issue.
I’m starting by adding the block to this post 👇
And I can see immediately that the issue was isolated to the specific site, as on my site there is a gap between the input field and the CTA.
For those interested, the solution was to overwrite the flex-basis of the input search (.wp-block-search.wp-block-search__button-only.wp-block-search__searchfield-hidden .wp-block-search__input) from 0 to 100%
