Let’s face it: how many times have you bought something just because someone you adore wore it? Thankfully, not everything celebrities own is super expensive and some items are affordable for most of us to purchase. Whether formal or casual, these 14 products will make you fall in love.
1. Lele Sadoughi’s classic headband was proudly worn by Drew Barrymore, Hilary Duff, and Naomi Campbell. It is made from canvas and features a lovely knot at the top. It comes in black and is knitted.

Promising review:
- I noticed a friend wearing one of these cute headbands. We got into a discussion how I can never wear headband because the pressure they put behind my ears and cause headaches. I owe it to her to introducing me to this brand of headband. It is so comfortable and so cute on. I recommend if you have had issues like me in the past. @Mary Payton Noah
2. Superga trainers that are longtime favorites Catherine, Princess of Wales, Jessica Alba, and Jennifer Aniston. They are made from canvas and come in a variety of colors. They last in time and can be washed in the machine.

Promising review:
- I am a woman, U.S. size 8 in shoes and I purchased my trainers in a unisex 7 (for extra space since I have a wide foot). It fits perfectly. The only downside is that the back of my ankles rub against the back of my trainers, which made the back of my ankles a bit rough on the skin. Other than that, they are absolutely comfortable.
Although, one last thing is to purchase a pair of shoelaces that are long enough for the trainers because my shoelaces didn’t fully lace up. Overall, an excellent pair of shoes that were also worn by both Princess Katherine of Wales and her younger sister Pippa. @Kate
3. Khloé Kardashian’s favorite water bottle with inspirational quotes and time markers. It also features a straw and removable strap. It reminds you to stay hydrated every single day. It is made from food-grade, eco-friendly, reusable Tritan plastic.

Promising review:
- This jug is pretty awesome, definitely a lot bigger in person than I would’ve expected, but I love it and use it every day! I will say that cleaning it is kind of a pain since the strap on it isn’t easily removable. You either have to pry it off or clean the bottle with it on.
I got this as a Christmas present to myself and don’t even use it everyday due to the fact that if I don’t make sure the seal is in right, it leaks all over the place and the clasp that hold the bottle closed is broken as of this morning. I expected a just a little more out of the durability as it just broke on its own, wasn’t dropped or anything. @Ashton
4. Stance socks we’ve seen people like Rihanna, Beyoncé, and Hailey Baldwin wearing. Their seamless toe closure gives your feet less friction and more protection. They are suitable for both women and men in different styles and color combinations.

Promising review:
- Socks are well-made and fit well. I think it’s cool that both feet are slightly different designs, I actually get compliments when I wear these. I would have never thought I would get compliments on socks, oh well, who says socks have to be boring? My only problem is I can’t find other Stance socks with similar designs. Very good price, too. @Shale
5. Levi’s 501-type jeans celebrities like Gigi Hadid and Victoria Beckham wear. They are soft, lightweight, and accentuate your legs. They are light blue and are ideal for daily use. It’s best to wash them in cold water and without any bleach.

Promising review:
- I wanted to try high-waisted wide leg jeans for a long while, but couldn’t find a style I really liked… until now. I normally only wear stretchy slim jeans, but lost some weight and wanted to get a better fit. These are great, perfect sizing, perfect length, and not too much stretch. Finally, pants that don’t fall down to my hips. Great color and very comfortable. @Carol
6. Telfar shopping bag that is Oprah Winfrey’s personal pick. It comes in color purple and features a double strap. Made of faux leather, it has a main compartment with magnetic snap closure and an internal zipper pocket.

Promising review:
- I’ve wanted a Teflar bag for years and I must say I am not disappointed. The small bags are cute for date night or running errands. The medium can totally be a carry on for travel, a bag for a business lady, a bag for a mommy that has to take kids to the stores with her for or a cute date night! I’m a proud owner of 8 Teflar bags now. @Aisha Bennett
7. Apsvo chunky gold or silver earrings proudly worn by Kendall Jenner and Hailey Bieber. They are ideal for sensitive ears and are hypoallergenic. They are made of gold-plated copper and do not flake off and lose color.

Promising review:
- I am so pleased with this purchase. These earrings are such a nice size. Not too little, not too big.
A bright, beautiful gold. And they are actually heavy duty, I was surprised they felt as good of quality as they were. Highly recommended! @Angela Frank
8. Yeti portable cooler that is Matt Damon’s favorite. It offers superior cold-holding, with a capacity of up to 12 cans plus ice. Its high-density fabric withstands punctures and UV rays. Its shell is waterproof and holds its own when faced with the hazards of the wild.

Promising review:
- This thing is built like a real tank. The zipper is mega strong and even comes with a tube of chap stick type lubricant for it. Still extremely pricey, even for such a high quality product, but it should last a VERY long time and the cans or ice remain COLD, for well over a WEEK! @Don Killough
9. Thick high-waisted yoga pants similar to those Jennifer Lopez, Selena Gomez, and Jennifer Lawrence donned. They come in a wide variety of colors and designs. They provide tummy control and feature 2 pockets. They are very comfortable and feel natural on the skin.

Promising review:
- I’m always on the lookout for workout leggings that are both comfortable and functional, and The Gym People Thick High Waist Yoga Pants with Pockets definitely deliver. The first thing I noticed about these leggings was the quality of the material. They’re thick and well-made, and they feel great against the skin.
These leggings are also very comfortable to wear. The high waistband provides a flattering fit and good tummy control, and the fabric is soft and stretchy. I also love that they have pockets on both sides, which is perfect for storing my phone or keys when I’m working out. @Susan C — California
10. Marc Jacobs’ tote bag Kim Kardashian and SZA have worn for the brand’s campaign. It comes in various colors and features a zip and a long strap to put around your shoulders. This is a small size and can fit most of your necessities.

Promising review:
- Cute bag but nothing special. I bought an insert to help with organization, but it really helped hold its form and sit straight. The main shoulder strap is the only thing on the bag that feels «nice». I’d even consider buying another strap to swap out to change it up in the future.
My calendar does fit, but just barely. Your iPad will fit, but it’s going to cut it very close. Now I’m wondering how the large compares. @Reed
11. Birkenstock sandals our favorite celebrities have worn, including Reese Witherspoon, Margot Robbie, and Gwyneth Paltrow. They are made from oiled leather. They are quite wide but can fit any feet thanks to the adjustable straps.

Promising review:
- As long as you know your correct size, everything will be fine. Both my son and I wear a size 39. His are a men’s 39 and mine are a women’s 39. I wear a true 8.5, and I believe my son wears a men’s 8.5 as well. I have worn Birkenstocks since I was a kid in high school, and they most definitely don’t disappoint.
Great if you have foot problems (arch issues, plantar fasciitis, heel spurs). The only shoe I can wear while being on my feet all day long and not be in pain when I get home. I believe the Birks in question are the ones I bought for my son. He LOVES them.
They used to be known as «hippie» shoes, but they have made a huge comeback and are considered quite the style statement for men and women. Considered «cool shoes» if worn by a high schooler. @fivegreatkiddos
12. Biore pore strips that are Rihanna’s makeup artist’s favorite tool to clear skin. They unclog pores from dirt and residue in just 10 minutes. With continual use, you can help reduce the appearance of blackheads and see a visible reduction in the size of your pores.

Promising review:
- After trying out multiple similar products, this one seems to work the best! It is super easy to put on (tip: on wet skin) and every time I used it, I could see white sebum dots once I removed it. The only problem I had was bits of mask remaining glued to my nose after I took it off. However, it only happened every couple of times and is super easy to wash off, so I don’t mind it too much. @Filip
13. Unisex Crocs clogs, celebrities like Justin Bieber, Pharrell, and Bad Bunny often wear. They are very easy to clean using water and soap. The ventilation ports add breathability and help shed water and debris quickly.

Promising review:
- The crocs fit as expected if you order down. I wear 6 1/2 and ordered the 6. Perfect. I also have wide feet, and they aren’t too wide. They are a perfect fit.
There isn’t any rubbing or breaking in period. I decorated them with jewels. I’m 61 years old and I sport these well. Money well spent. Again, the color is beautiful. @cici
14. Kendra Scott Courtney paperclip necklace Reese Witherspoon loves. It is ideal for layering and complements both delicate necklaces and larger statement pieces. To protect the plating, remove your jewelry prior to contact with water.

Promising review:
- I enjoy wearing this necklace alone or as part of a layered look with many necklaces I already own from my Kendra Scott collection. It is great quality and quite dainty and not heavy at all. @Toothdrmom3
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3 Stories of Children’s Secrets That Transformed Their Families Forever

Family secrets often hide beneath the surface, shaping relationships in unexpected ways. Unraveling these mysteries can lead to profound revelations and emotional journeys. In this collection, we explore three compelling stories where hidden truths come to light, forever altering the lives of those involved.
From a newfound friend that changes River’s routine at school to a pair of blue shoes Paige notices in the background of her husband’s photo, and a secret box Emma discovered in her father’s drawer, these tales highlight the enduring power of love, the sting of betrayal, and the unbreakable ties that bind families together.
My 4-Year-Old Daughter Started Drawing Dark Pictures after Accidentally Discovering Her Dad’s Secret
When her daughter exhibits unusual behavior, Jennifer questions everything. Eventually, Emma tells her the truth — that she found a box of her father’s secrets.
My daughter, Emma, has always been the rainbow child, wearing the brightest colors and drawing unicorns and butterflies.
But recently, there has been a change in her behavior. She’s been withdrawn, hasn’t been eating properly, and always wants to sit outside.
At first, I didn’t think much about it because Emma constantly goes through phases. But then, her teacher, Mrs Silverton, called me in for a parent-teacher meeting. She was just in kindergarten, but the school prided itself on checking in with parents.
“I didn’t want to alarm you, Jennifer, but there’s something concerning going on with Emma.”
She pulled out a yellow file and showed me a series of drawings by Emma — all dark and shadowy, menacing even.
I drove home from the school in silence. I knew that something was different with Emma, but I didn’t think it was that bad.
Later, while I made noodles for our dinner, I decided to talk to Emma about it.
“Sweetheart,” I said. “I went in to see Mrs Silverton today.”
“Really? Why?” she asked curiously.
“She spoke about the new drawings you’ve been doing and how different they are from the usual ones.”
She looked at her bowl of noodles, twirling her fork through it — her response was silence.
Finally, she spilled the beans.
“I found Daddy’s secret,” she said quietly.
“What secret, honey?” I asked her.
“Come, I’ll show you, Momma,” she said, jumping up from the table.
William, my husband, lives with Emma and me only part-time because of his job. Sometimes, he must work away from home, and traveling always gets to him. So, he decided to rent an apartment for when he worked away.
When Emma led me to William’s home office, I wondered what my daughter had discovered.
I watched as she went to William’s desk and opened the top drawer, taking out an old box.
“I saw this when I came looking for crayons,” she said.
Emma gave me the box before bolting to her room.
The moment I glimpsed inside, my entire world crumbled.
Inside were photos — images of William hugging another woman and a set of three beautiful children, aged between two and seven years old.
My emotions somersaulted from shock to betrayal to raw heartbreak.
Beneath the photos was a little notebook with numbers scribbled in them. It seemed like a replica of my notebook in my handbag with all the emergency numbers ready.
I knew that I needed to confront William but I didn’t know how to deal with the entirety of the situation. I just knew that Emma needed some stability. It was affecting her already.
I returned everything to the box and stored it on the desk.
As I left the room, I found Emma standing in the hallway, her eyes wide with worry and confusion.
“Let’s get you to bed,” I said. “I promise you, everything is going to be just fine.”
I dropped Emma off at school and then went back home. I took another look at the small book and called Mia, the woman in the photographs. I pretended to be their son’s teacher.
As betrayed as I felt, everything was seamless, thanks to William’s little notebook.
“Hang on,” Mia told me. “Speak to husband, William.”
I heard William’s voice on the phone, confirming my worst fears. I hung up immediately.
As the hours dragged on and the time to pick Emma up edged closer, I needed to do something. I needed some answers before I looked at Emma’s precious little face.
I picked up the phone again, called Mia, and told her everything.
She was just as shocked as I was and revealed that she didn’t know about Emma and me.
Next, I called my lawyer — I needed to end my marriage to William. Emma deserved better. Mia deserved better, and so did her children. I deserved better, too.
A few weeks passed, and Mia came over — we sat and spoke for hours and uncovered the truth — William had just used the both of us, keeping our families in different towns to keep us from finding out about each other.
My lawyer took over for Mia and me, ensuring we would get justice. We also wanted the four kids to get to know each other as siblings — because the children were siblings regardless of what was happening.
Ultimately, we united against a man who manipulated our lives, unveiling a story more convoluted than any soap opera plot.
Our lawyer ensured that we got alimony from William — although we could never figure out how William had managed to marry both of us — and kept the lie going for so many years.
I’ve also gotten Emma into therapy to ensure that my daughter was healing from this traumatic experience. But if I’m being honest, I think the best therapy was Emma getting to know her half-siblings.
My Daughter Kept Taking an Extremely Heavy Backpack to School – I Realized Why When I Finally Met Her Bus Driver
Life as a single mom in the suburbs is a tightrope walk between joy, coffee, and juggling acts. I’m Juliet, a financial advisor, striving to build a career robust enough to secure a bright future for my nine-year-old daughter, River.
Since my husband deserted us and fled to a new state when River was only a toddler, the brunt of parenting fell solely on my shoulders. “At least this way,” my mother said, feeding River, “you don’t have to worry about your daughter learning Richard’s lying and cheating ways. She’s all yours, and you can mold her in the way you want.”
A few weeks ago, we were sitting down to dinner together, and River began telling me all about the latest news at school. She went into a whole explanation of after-school clubs and felt that she should join.
“Okay,” I said, pleased by her growing interest in school activities. “What are you thinking about? Drama? Art?”
River sat and thought about it for a minute, picking at her broccoli.
“I think Art club,” she said.
“We’ll go out and buy art supplies tomorrow,” I promised.
“I’m so excited about this!” River gushed.
I couldn’t mask my relief that River would have something constructive to occupy her time while I was still at work.
One morning, River, brimming with newfound responsibility, declared that she wanted to pack her own lunches to foster her independence. I was standing at the counter sorting out River’s breakfast of cereal and juice while starting her lunch for the day.
“Mom, I think I should start packing my own lunches,” she stated firmly, watching me add her things to her sandwich.
“That’s a great idea, River. I’m so proud of you for taking this step,” I said, encouraging her self-reliance. “But you’ll have to ask me for help when it comes to knife things.”
Our routine continued like clockwork. We had breakfast together, and I walked River to the front of our yard, where the yellow school bus picked her up.
But a few days ago, something changed.
As we got to the bench my father had installed in our yard, I asked River to put her backpack down so I could help her into her jacket.
Moments later, as I pulled the jacket closed, a slight wince escaped her when I tapped her back.
“What’s wrong?” I asked immediately.
River shrugged her shoulders and dismissed it as the weight of her schoolbooks causing discomfort, but the mother in me stirred with worry.
“Are you sure you’re okay? That seemed like it hurt,” I probed, concern lacing my tone.
“It’s just the books, Mom,” my nine-year-old said. “They’ve been really heavy this week,” she brushed off, avoiding my gaze.
“Do you want me to take you to school, then?” I asked her as I checked my watch for the time.
“No, thank you,” River said, as the bus honked around the corner.
Driven by concern and curiosity, I got to my office and called the school.
“No, Juliet,” the secretary said. “We don’t allow the kids to take textbooks home because of how heavy they are. So, they use them at school only.”
Then what was River taking to school?
I decided to leave work early. I wanted to pick River up and talk with her about whatever was going on.
River was a responsible child, and I knew that she wouldn’t be doing anything wrong. But if she was hurting herself in some way, I needed to understand why and what was going on with her.
I parked next to a school bus and waited to see River run out. I followed her to the school bus that did our route and caught a snippet of conversation between River and the bus driver.
“Did she like everything?” River asked the driver.
“She loved it!” the driver said. “Are you sure that it’s okay that you’re bringing things for my Rebecca?”
“Yes,” River said. “As long as Rebecca is happy.”
Who is Rebecca? I wondered to myself.
“River!” I called as other students started to get on the bus.
“Mom!” she exclaimed when she saw me. “What are you doing here?”
“I left work early,” I told her, ready to take the immovable boulder that had been her backpack on her shoulders, which was now suddenly light as air.
“Honey, where are all your things?” I asked.
River hesitated as we walked to the car.
“I’ll tell you at home,” she said.
Taking her hands in mine, I knelt to her level.
“Tell me what’s going on. You can tell me anything, River. And you can trust me,” I encouraged her, trying to soothe her distress.
Through tears, River told me everything.
The new bus driver with whom she had made fast friends had a daughter who was battling leukemia.
“I saw her photo next to the steering wheel, Mom,” River said. “Mr. Williams makes me sit on the seat behind him because I’m so small. So when I saw the photo, I asked him who the girl was.”
I sat back and let River continue. She needed to let the story out—and feel seen and heard.
“Mr. Williams said that Rebecca is only two years younger than me, and that she hasn’t been in school at all. Because she’s stuck in the hospital.”
I nodded.
“So, when we got the art supplies for school, I took two of everything so that I could make a pack for Rebecca, too. And even the clothes, because she said that the hospital is so cold.”
“You’ve spoken to Rebecca?” I asked.
“Yes,” River said, tears streaming down her face again. “Mr. Williams has been taking me. I don’t go to any after-school clubs.”
River sucked in her breath and held it until I spoke.
“Oh, baby,” I said. “You should have told me.”
I was torn between admiration and fear for her safety. We agreed to meet Mr. Williams at the hospital later in the evening. And upon meeting him, his sincerity and gratitude washed away my fears.
“Thank you for allowing and supporting River in this,” Mr. Williams thanked me, assuming that I had been aware of River’s actions.
“Your daughter is wonderful, Juliet,” he said.
“Thank you,” I said. “I would love to do more.”
Mr. Williams smiled at me and led us down a hallway to Rebecca’s room. The rest of the day was spent in laughter and shared stories as River and Rebecca played in the hospital room, their joy echoing off the walls.
Watching them, I realized that my daughter had taught me a valuable lesson in compassion, one that I would cherish and nurture as she continued to grow.
I Overheard My Husband Asking Our 4-Year-Old Son Not to Tell Me What He Saw – Days Later, I Uncovered the Shocking Truth Myself
Paige loves her career, even if it means being away from home a lot. However, when she returns from a business trip, she overhears a cryptic conversation between her husband and her four-year-old son. Little does she know — the thread of her marriage is about to unravel.
When I think about the foundations of my life, there were three that always stood out: my husband, Victor, my son, Mason, and my career. Despite the storms that Victor and I weathered together, including four heart-wrenching miscarriages, we emerged stronger than before the storm.
But then, a pregnancy test came back positive. And three months later, our baby was still thriving in my womb.
So, when Mason came into our lives, it felt like our shattered dreams had finally pieced themselves back together. Mason became the one thing that we focused on unconditionally. Whenever our son needed us, we dropped everything.
“I don’t want a babysitter or a nanny taking care of our son,” Victor said one day when he was cooking us dinner.
“If you can handle the days, then the evening shifts are all mine,” I compromised.
But little did I know, it was during my absence that the fabric of our family began to unravel.
The day that changed everything was like any other. I took a cab from the airport and eagerly awaited to see my husband and son.
When I walked in, the house was oddly quiet, with shuffling upstairs.
Victor’s voice was hushed but urgent — the same urgency that Mason associated with bad behavior and bedtime.
“Buddy, you’ve got to promise me one thing, okay?” Victor said.
“Okay,” Mason muttered innocently. “What is it?”
“You’ve got to promise me that you won’t tell Mom what you saw.”
“But I don’t like secrets,” Mason said. “Why can’t I tell Mommy?”
“It’s not a secret, Mason,” he said. “But if we tell Mommy, it’s going to make her sad. Do you want Mommy to be sad, buddy?”
“No, I don’t,” he said.
I walked into Mason’s room and found Victor sitting on his bed, while our son sat on the floor surrounded by his toys.
“What’s going on?” I asked, Mason leaping into my arms.
“Nothing, honey,” Victor said, winking. “Just a boys’ chat. Welcome home.”
The week-long business trip that followed was torture. I loved my job, and I loved working on the new campaign we were running. But I hated being away from Mason for so long. Victor’s daily photos of Mason were my only solace until one of the photos brought about more questions than answers.
Victor had sent a series of photos to me — in each of them, my son was playing with a new toy. But in one of the photos, there was a pair of blue shoes in the background. They were not mine. And yet, there they were, in my living room.
I knew that the moment I entered my home, everything was going to change. Either, my husband would confess that there was someone else in his life — or that there was a nanny looking after our son.
A nanny with expensive shoes, I thought.
walked into my son’s room first. He was just waking up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
“Hi, baby,” I said, kissing his head. “Dad’s not downstairs?”
Mason looked at me for a moment too long.
“Mommy, don’t go in there. You’ll be sad,” he warned, his words echoing the secret pact I had overheard.
Fueled by a mix of dread and anger, I approached my bedroom. The muffled sounds from inside were enough confirmation. I braced myself and opened the door.
Victor swore.
The woman untangled herself from my husband and my bedding.
“Paige!” he exclaimed, sitting up in bed. “It’s not what you think!”
I laughed.
“Do I look that stupid?” I asked him before I felt the tears well in my eyes.
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The woman picked up her clothes and locked herself in our bathroom.
I felt sick to my stomach.
How many women had there been?
How much had Mason seen?
In the aftermath, as I recounted the ordeal to my family, their embrace was a sliver of comfort. My parents encouraged me to get Victor to move out.
“Let him leave,” my father said. “You and Mason need to stay comfortable.”
In the end, Victor moved his things out. But he still denied the affair — apparently I didn’t know what I had seen.
At least he didn’t contest the divorce.
“He’s trying to save whatever dignity he has left,” my mother said on the phone.
Reflecting on the secret conversation that had set everything in motion, I realized that the signs were always there. I had chosen to see only the best in Victor — constantly ignoring the whispers of doubt.
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