Though the color-changing and rainbow decorated Starbucks cups are beautiful, they really send some mixed messages. Like, yeah, I'm a happy-go-lucky human anxiously awaiting the release of Taylor Swift's Lover, but not at 7:30 AM when I'm sipping on my first coffee of the day.
Third coffee me at 10 AM is a 'Smol Bean' in a soft pink sweater who wants to get another cat. First coffee me wants absolute silence while I drink the boiled blood of every man who has ever wronged me. We need coffee cups for both moods. You get it.