Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you, I’ve just been bizzy at work researching and writing my book on INTUITION! Much more on that to come, btw, if I were a certain type of person I might say something like BIG ANNOUNCEMENTS COMING SOON so yes, that!
But mommy must take a break, and when she does, this is what she has been enjoying:
Oh, Mary!: Get your nasty self to Christopher Street to see the best thing I have experienced in ages, Cole Escola portraying an ahistorical alcoholic cabaret-mad Mary Todd Lincoln. I am going back and will forever be chasing the dragon of that sublime first viewing, with besties Brooke and Christopher. Gather your most idiotic friends and GO! I’m really hoping the meteoric success of this play initiates a renaissance of stupidity in the arts. We need more silliness and less self-seriousness!
Come & Get It by Kiley Reid: You know I love me a campus novel. I met the author of one of my fave campus novels last night and my adoration may have made her feel unsafe.
I got a galley of Swan Huntley’s latest and ooooooo boy you are in for a treat! Pre-order!!!
Spotted in its natural habitat
The ginger turmeric latte at Cha Cha Matcha
This profile on Tom Sandoval, especially the line: “Sometimes he pauses midsentence and stares into the middle distance, like a doll whose windup key has jammed, until whatever ambulance, helicopter or other sound-interfering entity has passed, and then he continues as if nothing ever happened, even when there are no cameras or mics on him.”
I bit into the madeleine of a perfume I wore in my 20s and it holds up! And it’s cheap!
This TikTok of a concert R. Kelly once gave in Ethiopia. I get this song in my head.
Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris- frothy frivolity best watched after ZOI, Lesley Manville is main character energy!
Mother Tongue magazine: I picked this up at McNally Jackson in the periodicals, always my fave section of any bookstore worth its salt, and have been loving it.
This little life affirming video of people dancing on rooftops
ABCv: Honestly one could be vegan no prob if this is what one got to eat everyday
Anti-rec: the Museum of Illusions: Neither a museum nor very illusory, never go here!!! Unless you want to take thirst trap pics astride a manhole, as we saw one “museum” goer do.
Use your (dis)illusion
Line Vautrin auction at Christie’s: Feast your eyes and indulge your fantasy of being a person who would/could bid!
Mindfulness-Based Stress Reduction course: I took this ten years ago and am taking it again, and it is even more psychedelic and meaningful in middle age.
I’m a guest on a very important Tree Shrub Flower podcast that discusses all things culture and plants, what more is there?! Lots of hot Bravo takes herein!
Where You End by Abbott Kahler: My fave Venn diagram of super engaging and creepy but not scary scary!
In that same vein, I need YOU! I am in a television drought for a very specific strike zone of show: not total trash but not super taxing or terrifying but also not totally middle brow (save the Morning Show, the most sublime specimen of middle brow culture that has ever existed, and is also simultaneously borderline postmodern/experimental as the laws of plot and character have been thrown out the window because the showrunners have decided you won’t notice because you will be too ensorcelled by the visages of Witherspoon and Aniston and contemplating the kind of Faustian bargain they have made/procedures they have access to yet that have not yet hit the market.)
Excellent examples of the genre which I crave include The Crown, This Is Going to Hurt, Fleabag-- all British, I note, I guess I have Beatlemania!
ALSO I am going to be giving a COMMENCEMENT SPEECH at a Massachusetts public high school, which feels like a gig I was born for. What do you wish someone woulda told ya at 18?
My favorite holiday, spring forward, is on Sunday! Happy longer days to those who celebrate!