What Summer Persona Fits Connecticut Women the Best?

What Summer Vibe Persona Fits Connecticut Women Best?

Apparently, your personality isn’t enough anymore—you need a vibe, and not just any vibe, but a summer vibe. According to a new survey from Talker Research, 74% of Gen Z and Millennial women have selected their seasonal persona.

The top three summer alter egos making the rounds are: Grandmacore Gals, Coastal Cowgirls, and Pilates Princesses. No, I did not make these up, I can't take credit for such otherworldly brilliance.

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Let’s break it down and see which vibe best fits the Nutmeg State's finest:

The “Grandmacore Gal” - This is for the ladies who basically said, “Forget hot girl summer, I want to crochet something and then nap under a quilt.” Grandmacore girls are all about “cozy, vintage-inspired simplicity,” which I think is just a nice way of saying “I’m over this heat and I brought snacks.” They like hearty meals, iced tea, and seafood boils.

The “Coastal Cowgirl” - These women “mix beachy vibes with rustic Western energy,” which in Connecticut means they wear a straw hat in Bethlehem and own one pair of boots they wore to the Morgan Wallen concert at the Xfinity Theatre. If you’ve ever posted an Instagram Story of your White Claw clinking against someone else’s at a backyard clambake—congratulations you're a cowgirl.

The “Pilates Princess” - This girl has a Stanley cup, a Lululemon addiction, and a yoga mat that cost more than your car insurance. Pilates Princesses are wellness-obsessed and match their outfits to their aesthetic, which is code for “never sweat, always glowing.” They’re the first ones to say “let’s do a hot girl walk!"

The “Tomato Girl” - She is romance. She is summer in Capri. She is definitely not eating that burrata without taking five photos first. Tomato Girls are all about that Mediterranean energy and flavors so “fresh and juicy” it sounds like a perfume ad. They're the reason your feed is clogged with sun hats, lemons, and random glasses of wine next to untouched focaccia.

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Now that your brain has fully digested this pish-posh, tell me: which persona really fits Connecticut women best?

How about one from a column I like to call Mad Maxx Gals. These salty seductresses might dabble in TikTok trends, but their real stage is the road. Behind the wheel of an SUV with 6,000 cupholders, they’re out here breaking every traffic law known to man—all in the name of personal growth and light vehicular manslaughter.

The best part? It never even crosses their mind that they might be wrong. They’ll cut you off while FaceTiming a fellow queen, blow through three red lights, then launch into a rant about how some guy with “toxic masculine energy” had the nerve to get upset when she nearly took out his entire family in a crosswalk.

Mad Maxx Gals don’t think the road belongs to them—they know it does.

YAS QUEEN. Live your journey. Just maybe use a blinker next time.

Just to be clear—Mad Maxx Gals is not part of the official Talker Research lineup. I made that one up all by myself, and I’m proud to claim it. In fact, I’m fully prepared to have those words etched on the back of my tombstone. The front, of course, is reserved for quotes from Al Swearengen, as delivered by the great Ian McShane in Deadwood. Priorities.