I spent most of this week on the sofa with Le Chat, a plant-basket-cum-puke-bowl by my side while my laptop played episode-after-episode of Brooklyn Nine-Nine in a soothing loop and I slowly survived a stomach flu and my period. Ladies, never let a man tell you you’re weak, for we can truly have unpleasantness coming from all exits and still live to tell the tale!
Here’s some stuff I came across before/after that horrific episode that I thought was pretty rad.
I’m obviously going to start with Amy Sedaris on Marc Maron’s WTF this week. Her laugh kills me and I love that this interview disintegrates into the kind of reminiscing I do with my high school friends when we’re all back together. “Hey remember when so-and-so did ______. Man, what happened to that guy?” There’s so much warmth and goodness between them and it’s a true joy to listen to. As Marc would say, DO IT UP!
My family has a political Whatsapp group that I’m very happily not a part of in which they site factually inaccurate– and often factually absent– “news” stories and then have at the topic like sharks going at a decomposing whale carcass. Last week they discussed their outrage over the amazing drag wunderkind, Desmond is Amazing– I don’t even want to get into what they think about this wonderful child but I will say that I’m glad David tipped me off to their discussion because knowing Desmond exists in the world, and is THRIVING, gives me so much joy. More Desmond, less bigotry!
I’m going to live in these Ivylee slides all spring and summer and I can’t even tell you how happy I am about it. I’ve been wearing them around the flat the last week or so and they make me feel like a) someone who has their life mostly together and b) Melora Hardin in The Bold Type, which is a vibe I 100% aspire to (especially in the scene when Sloan comes to her apartment for a talk and she looks so luxuriously casual that I almost died. Speaking of, when is The Bold Type back?)
And while we’re on the topic of SS19 fashion/beauty/whatever, I bought this RMS Beauty lipstick set a few weeks ago and am head-over-leopard-print-slides obsessed with the barbie pink shade Masquerade. It’s bright! It’s fun! WHY is this colour a limited edition onlyt?! 😩
Okay, back to the sofa. Bye bye!
I’m recovering from a stomach flu atm and listening to this collab between Lizzo and Missy Elliott made me do a sick bed shimmy, a true sign that a full recovery is on the way.
Last Friday, I had the honour of shooting my step-son and step-daughter-in-law’s wedding, and it was during this celebration that I came to a very important conclusion: everyone should get married on a Friday. Not only does it give guests a full two days to to recover from their physical and emotional hangovers before braving the bullshit of a Monday morning, it also gives party-goers an excuse to take the Friday off work and revel in the loveliness of a long weekend. Such a gift!
It’s also great for gossip - which, generally speaking, is one of the best parts of a wedding. Bringing extended family, friends from college, colleagues, and some semi-strangers your mom insisted you invite all into the same space is a recipe for some mighty-fine goss, and a Friday wedding gives guests two entire days to investigate and then Whatsapp, whisper over brunch, and text each other gossip post-ceremony. Who was drinking too much (spoiler alert: it was probably me)? Which exes avoided each other all night and which ones seemed to have something fizzling between them? Did you see the DJ wink at whats-her-name? In my experience, there are often loads of details to discuss after a wedding and it’s nice to have two days to swap stories and over-analyse every minute detail rather than one.
In short: long live the Friday wedding! And a big thank you to Malaak and Tom for hosting such a lovely and well-behaved night of fun and family. Admittedly, I didn’t have much to gossip about after this wedding, but I did get hit with quite a hangover and was thankful for a weekend of rest of and recovery after. 🖤
And here are some other things I’m thankful for!
As a Farrow & Ball devotee of the highest order (I know, I’m the worst) I gobbled up this New Yorker article about finding the perfect colour. And yes, if you must know, Joa Studholme’s new book, Farrow & Ball: Recipes for Decorating is tippy-top of my frivolous book list right now.
I full-on gasped looking at Danai Gurira in Thom Brown at Paris Fashion Week. This look is absolute perfection. That cape coat? Slay me.
Speaking of art, I’m also extremely into Nevine Mahmoud’s sensual sculptures. Nipples and peaches and cherries, oh my!
I’ve been trying to post this photo to the bgsd IG all day BUT insta’s been down so womp-womp, I can’t. It’s such a good reminder that we shouldn’t put too much emphasis on the power of social platforms, and should instead share our shit on sites we own. We could wake up tomorrow, and our social platforms could literally be gone*. Fuck you, Suckerberg! ☺️
*I wake up every morning hoping this is true for Twitter lol
Photo of a rhododendron in bloom taken last May. And here’s a bigger version, just because it’s so damn beautiful.
When I’m State-side, I almost always have a La Croix sparkling water in my hand. (I like the lemon and the grapefruit flavours, if you must know.) I love how easy it is to carry them around, I love that they come in recyclable containers, I love their fizzy goodness– I love basically everything about them! And on more than one occasion, I’ve considered shipping a palate from America to my spare bedroom at an exorbitant price. (When I’m rich, I’ll 100% do this.)
Another beverage I love is kombucha, so imagine my joy when I found out that Kat Kombucha has started selling their booch in cutie-pie cans. I can’t slam ‘em back one after another like I do sparkling water, but I can afford to stock my fridge full of ‘em, and I plan to do exactly that.
Here are some other things I love!
Knock knock! Is there any room for me to live in Sasha Velour’s gorgeous Brooklyn home?
Also lusting after this colourful flat in Hackney. Those skylights? That kitchen?! YES PLS.
How did I not know that there’s a Refinery29 UK Money Diaries series!? I’m hooked.
Not that it’s a competition, but Amy Sedaris won IWD.
Speaking of IWD, I really love this pink and green sideboob print by Jessica Rose Bird. It would go pretty perfectly in our pink and green living room, don’t you think??
HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN’S DAY!
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Having my nails done makes me feel like I have my shit together even though I 100% do not have my shit together.
I don’t know what it is about this week, but I’ve felt really out of my depth and like everything around me is on the verge of collapse•. But even though I feel like a tornado of chaos is zooming through me, I find great comfort in the fact that my hands – my capable, scarred, and tiny hands – look like they know what’s up.
•Checks Clue: Nope, nothing here. Checks Co–Star: Oh, yes. Oh god, yes. This moon is out to get me.
I conned someone into being married to me for seven years. Don’t you forget it, I like to play the long game.
I finished Work Wife this week and damn, it really got me in my feelings. Like, I did not expect to be moved to tears so often while reading a freaking business book! I’ll write more about it in its own post because I have so many thoughts, but for now I’ll say this: as someone with a work wife of my own, I really found the book inspiring and useful. It’s out in the US on the 5th of March, so put getting a copy on your to-do list this week.
Here are some other things I’m loving right now:
Omg this photo of Lupita (10/37). What a vision! An icon! A real life goddess!
“Tina — that’s my rabbit’s name. Tina, I just found out is a boy. She got sick and they had to insert a catheter and they called me and said “Amy, you know, this is a male rabbit.” I was like, “What? What?!” So I just think of Tina as a big queen.” I feel like I put an Amy Sedaris item in almost every week but seriously, she’s such a joy I can’t even help it.
Little Simz has a new album out - Grey Area - and between this release and Solange, I feel like it’s Christmas in March. We are blessed.
I really want these tiger mules from Of a Kind.
I can’t stop staring at this photo of Dan Levy and I can’t tell if it’s because I want to bone him or be him. Can it be both? I should probably go back to therapy.
One of my big goals for 2019 is to be better about talking about money. I didn’t grow up talking about money and my family has always been sooooo shush about anything to do with finances, which made figuring out personal finances in my early 20s really difficult. I just kind of assumed that somehow, magically, money stuff would always work out and it wasn’t until we moved to the UK and almost lost everything that I was like, “Oh, shit. I guess I need to manage this.” So I’ve been trying to get better at money stuff the past few years, and this year I want to get more comfortable talking about it, asking for it, and making it work for me.
Reading about how Aminatou Sow makes and, more importantly, spends money was really powerful for me this week. I also found this recent episode of CYG in which she and Ann have a really honest conversation about freelancing and finances really relatable and useful. I highly recommend listening to it if you’re self-employed or thinking about going out on your own.
And on that note, I’m going to go and update my budget and plan for some trips that I want and need to take this year. Wishing you all a wonderful weekend!
The painted tile used in this photo by my amazing friend Ed Liddle.
I’m especially down with Sound of Rain. I feel like it makes my heart pump to a different beat.
Nine years of drinking wine and mostly laughing together. 🖤
Photo taken in Provence in October 2017.
How are we folks? The sun in our corner of England is shining and it’s freakishly warm. I hate it! But I love it, too. And here are some other things I love/like a whole heck of a lot.
Let’s start with a smile - an eight minute and 25 second smile, because that’s how long Amy Sedaris chatted with Stephen Colbert. I need to know: where did she get that dress?!
To follow up from last week, the Challen 4 television programme about Laura Dodsworth’s Bare Reality project is one of the most powerful things I’ve ever seen. I hope it’s shown to teenagers is schools - I think it could change the way so many young women feel about and understand their bodies.
I always like to know what people are reading in movies, so these 50 literary cameos in 90s movies was very fun to read. Did they miss any good ones?
“If you’re a person, everything is personal – that's just the way I feel. I’ve come to recognise that my own sensitivity is not just emotion, but it’s empathy. It’s how you position it, how you frame it. You could say I’m too emotional, or you could also say I’m deeply aware of what’s happening in the world, deeply connected to the world, and I wouldn’t want it any other way. What other way is there to live?” Love this Extraordinary Routines interview with Debbie Millman.
I also LOVE Debbie’s exercise of writing down your 10 year plan and then re-reading it every year until the ten years expires. I’m going to put mine on paper this week and I’ll let you know how close I get to making it a reality in, well, ten years.
Does anyone want to hire me to design a newspaper for them? I’d have so much fun doing it.
Ogling the heck out of these colourful panels by Eva LeWitt. Sooo pretty! I think a long panel would look really great above my sofa. Maybe I should put that in my ten year plan?
Taylor Lorenz gives us a fascinating look at how kids feel about their existing internet identity when they’re old enough to become aware of it. There will undoubtedly be much more data on this over the next many years and it’ll be really interesting to see how the photos we share of children impact them as they get older and come into themselves.
No, you’re crying reading this thread of mostly wonderful folks praising Starlee Kine and mourning the loss of Mystery Show three years after it ended. God, that show was good.
Hanna and I fell hard for these recently rediscovered and remastered Bauhaus typefaces while researching a project this week. This g in particular made us weak in the knees.
I’m done with winter. DONE. And I know, in England we have it easy (so sorry, Minnesota!). But even so, every part of my being is craving al fresco wine hangs and springtime sun. I’m chasing sunbeams (as/when we get them) around town and counting down the days until we can shed some layers and have some real fun.
Photo taken in Provence in autumn 2017 - doesn’t it look so warm and inviting?!
I’ve been looking at properties online and folks, I hate to say it, but there are an awful lot of ugly chairs out there in the world. Particularly desk chairs. Think about it! You might even own one.
I was at Ham House today and want to know what I saw? Loads of beautiful chairs. Can you imagine in 100 years, people touring our grandest homes and crowding around a blue and black mesh monstrosity, a docent talking about how helpful it was for lumbar support, and everyone just sadly nodding. BLEAK.
If you think too long about all the home offices, schools, and businesses that house these millions of office chairs— with their billons of clunky plastic roller wheels, useless adjustment levers, and foam armrests— and then think about all of them slowly rolling their way to landfill, it’s almost enough to make you want to disown the human race.
Luckily, the world has lots of good in it too. Here are some of the things that sparked joy for me this week.
Laura Dodsworth’s latest book includes interviews with 100 women about one of their most intimate relationships: the one they have with their vagina. Alongside the interviews are photos of each woman’s vulva, and when you look through them, it’s a truly powerful reminder of just how beautiful, unique and fucking amazing our bodies actually are. Read more about it in The Guardian or get a copy to proudly display on your coffee table. But whatever you do, don’t ignore this important piece or pretend for a moment that it’s shameful.
I wish everyone would read this article by Jason Cherkis about Dr. Motto’s work to help prevent suicidal patients from killing themselves and how his work is being carried out by other like-minded doctors around the world. It’s insightful, so important, and maybe a lot more simple (albeit compassionate and thoughtful) than we may think. Reading this has also reminded me of the power in simply reaching out and saying “hi, I see you” to friends who are going through a tough time. It can feel inconsequential and stupid, but it can sometimes help– or maybe even save– a life.
I was elated and honoured to receive an advance copy of Work Wife by Erica Cerulo and Claire Mazur (the powerhouse duo behind Of a Kind) in the mail this week. I’m only a few pages in but will definitely follow-up with my thoughts once I’m done.
And speaking of work wives, after leaving my family’s WhatsApp group in a bit of a huff (not my finest moment) after a political discussion kicked off, I decided to pre-order I Think You’re Wrong (But I’m Listening): A Guide to Grace-Filled Political Conversations by Sarah and Beth of Pantsuit Politics. I’ve so enjoyed their podcast conversations over the years and I’m really looking forward to diving into this after its pub date next month.
One more on the book front: when pulling Danny Meyer’s Setting The Table off the shelf to lend to a friend last Sunday, I flipped it open and accidentally read about a hundred pages. I first read it in 2016 and felt so completely that everything I believed about the hospitality industry (which I worked in form the age of 17 to 24) was affirmed. Danny is an inspiring leader– and I know this because even just reading his book makes me want to be a better person. If you care about treating your customers right, I highly recommend you read it.
HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY.
Warming wool socks, bright sunshine, a perfect Satsuma– so sweet and juicy.
Hugs from friends, silly memes shared in group chats, all things green and growing.
Aching muscles, a forgotten lump of Morbier in the fridge, my cat.
Crisp white wine, a favourite jumper, good music playing in the background all day long.
These are the things that I want to acknowledge on Valentine’s day, the little everyday things that lift me up and fill my life with so much joy. Love can be inspired by so many people, places, and things and I think we should celebrate these things every year on Valentine’s Day. And every day after that, too.
Photos originally taken for a Bottle Bitches magazine feature, which no longer exists in the ether, in which I described this Loimer Gruner Veltliner as tasting like an explosion of citrus with a briny finish, and then suggested pairing it with a big sailboat in the Mediterranean. Naturally.
Why is it that beauty products run out all at once? My shampoo, pomade, deodorant, cleanser and soap are all on the brink of disappearing in one catastrophic cosmetic calamity. The same goes for makeup. One minute you have a fully functioning makeup bag, and the next you have a stub that used to be an eyebrow pencil and a flaky wafer that used to be a bar of bronzer. How do these disparate products, all such different shapes and sizes, seem to run out at the same time? It’s truly one of life’s greatest mysteries and I don’t like it at all.
But here are some things I do like!
I’m sorry to say this, Katie Heaney, but I always thought Kevin was the hottest member of Backstreet Boys. I did not, however, realise he was like a billion years older than everyone else! How is he 47 and A.J. McLean is only 41??? Bonus fact: it’s wild but also sweet that all of the BBs are still on their first marriages.
“Man. Bitch, I need to hear this. I listen to my mixes every day, and I just get like, Fuck! Yes! I am excited about life!” LIZZO FOR PRESIDENT by Allison P Davis. And the photos by Pari Dukovic? ICONIC.
I’m not taking my annual springtime trip to my parents’ oasis in Florida this year, but that’s not going to stop me from buying this beautiful Baywatch red swimsuit and closing my eyes and daydreaming of sunshiny weather.
Amanda Mull wrote about influencer culture and how it normalises expensive beauty procedures, specifically veneers, and it’s really fascinating and also really sad.
I kinda brushed my friend Ed off when he recommended I watch Catwalk: Tales from the Cat Show Circuit about beautiful award-winning Canadian cats and their obsessive owners, but then I watched it and was TRANSFIXED. First, the amount of shit these cats let their owners do to them is mind-blowing. My cat wouldn’t put up with any of it. Second, the lifestyle required to support this hobby is almost as mysterious to me as my aforementioned beauty product mystery. Someone please make a follow-up documentary showing us how all these people make money. Thank you in advance.
Speaking of cats, I think I’m soon going to become one of those mad cat people and start making my own cat food. We’ve spoiled Le Chat with roast chicken and the odd scrap of bacon or steak and now when we try to feed her packets of cat food (even the fancy brands) she just looks at us and whines. Honestly, I can’t blame her, but making her food seems a bit daunting. Has anyone tried this before? Any tips are very welcome.
Photo taken in Provence in October 2017. We’re going back in June this year and I honestly can’t wait.
Catching up on Giles Peterson’s Radio 6 show and one of the books I haven’t quite finished, all while warding off scurvy.
I’ve been enthusiastic about a number of books that I’ve started the past few weeks, but I haven’t actually finished many of them. Like this one, The White Book, by Han Kang. My friend Ed lent it to me at the start of the year and I read the first half in a short sitting, so taken by Kang’s vignettes of foreignness, grief, family and imagined lives. I’m looking forward to curling up with it this weekend and reading to the end. With more grey skies and rain in the forecast, it feels like a perfect time to disappear into someone else’s world.
Staying up way too late and preemptively calling bullshit on every piece that will be published this year about productive people waking up at 4:30AM.
Also really excited to see Highasakite again at the end of the month with my Frenchie-bestie. 🖤