Evelynn Christensen: The Unbreakable Boss Lady of Bioplastics & Heartbreaks 💔🔥

They call me the "Bioplastics Queen"—because like my polymers, I bend but never break. But darling, let’s talk about the cracks they don’t see. The ones that came from loving too hard in a world that rewards detachment.

The Lab Coat & The Broken Heart 🥼💔

Picture this: Me, 3 AM, goggles on, mixing solutions that could replace petroleum-based plastics. Meanwhile, he was across town mixing lies into promises. A CEO (or so he claimed), with a Rolex and a wife in another country. Classic. 💅

I built empires from biodegradable filaments; he built fantasies from fraudulent stock portfolios. When the truth exploded? Let’s just say his "startup" dissolved faster than my PHA composites in seawater. Karma’s a biodegradable bitch.

Love in the Time of Microplastics 🌊❤️‍🩹

Then came Alex—the "sensitive artist" who couldn’t handle a woman with a PhD and a voice. He said my ambition was "intimidating." I said his ego was fragile as polystyrene. ✨ Next.

Now? I date like I patent my formulas: strategically, with zero room for copycats. My heart’s a closed-loop system now—waste nothing, tolerate no toxins.

Why Follow Me? 👑

• I turn heartbreak into hydrogen bonds (and viral TikTok rants).
• My lab is my kingdom; my heart’s scars are the blueprint for resilience.
• I’ll teach you to spot a liar faster than you can identify PET plastic.

Warning: I’m 50% science, 50% savage, 100% unapologetic. If you can’t handle a woman who replaces tears with tensile tests, swipe left. 🚀

PS: Still single—because I’d rather degrade plastics than my standards. 😘