It's plastered all over painted blocks of wood for $40 at mildly up-scale places (or places trying to appear up scale), along with other "gems" of wisdom.

It's not so much the cornyness, but the posh posturing and sheer stupidity of having vapid expressions on expensive blocks of wood.

It reeks of toxic positivity, its associated with privileged, usually white, usually christian, suburban and boomer wives/moms who get to sit around at home all day, in a home, whilst doing nothing, who often admonish their own children for not being positive and grateful enough, and also invent tons of problems about meaningless bs, while said children have worked far harder than they have, and are more educated than them, but will likely never own a home.

Its associated with karens. To me personally its a 100 percent truth. My sisters name is karen and she had this on her wall when I broke contact. To give this a little more perspective the last time my kids and I ate at a restaurant with her. My parents and her did what they always did. Complained so loudly they got a discount. They made the server cry. This incident occurred pre karen meme. My only regret of going no contact is I wasn't there when she pulled that shit and someone called her a karen and she couldn't figure out how they knew her name.

There is a trend of home decorating which prominently involves plastering one's home with signage written in cursive fonts, with a prominent one reading "Live, Laugh, Love." Other common ones are "Gather" or "Coffee" etc. It's a symptom of stage IV basic bitchery and/or karenism.

See also Rae Dunn ceramics, distressed chalk paint, and beige.

It's the poster child of vapid consumerism. Pseudo-deep "words of wisdom" often bought by the most shallow people you can think of.

It's the battle cry of the suburban Karen, the mantra of the soccer mom.

Often combined with the consumption of rigorous amounts of wine and sings declaring how hilarious this socially accepted alcoholism is.

you could add 'Live Laugh Love' text onto any photo in the news of the last few years, and let me know how hilariously tone deaf it feels.

It's wine-mom boomer-humor. It's not particularly funny, the same vein as "i hate my wife" "jokes"

It's the go to stereotypical phrase for an older white woman to pretend she's spiritually enlightened when she's really a Karen