Had I a class, I would use this piece to teach essay writing, not just because it abounds with enviable asides ("knit numbers that had a kicky Zelda Fitzgerald look on the hanger, but on the body evoked the wrong years of Brigitte Nielsen") but bc it's an actual sleuth-like inquiry in real time, with a discovery that feels earned and true. It has the small in the big and the big in the small. Just great.
agreed its gotta be like some kinda diabolical pact she made with the illegitimate ghost children of Celine and Dorothy Parker to come up with this shit
As a 50+ female, I notice while aimlessly watching TV that I am no longer a desirable target demographic to anything (too old for neti pots, too young for Medicare advantage, too female for cars) so I can relate to this. Being no longer culturally catered to is the source of a lot of anger out there.
I walked into the super fancy RH flagship store in Manhattan and gawked like a child. The giant sculptures and peachy beige couches that could swallow you whole. Furniture way larger than any Manhattan apartment The $50k chandeliers. The relentless golden incandescent lighting. It was like the Great Gatsby lifestyle regurgitated you in every vignette.
"It’s our fault, really: We drove Calvin away. America went to the economic Russian roulette table with the bluster of a drunk cowboy. We became greedy, whacked-out and belligerent in those lost, unregulated years. We gambled away everything sacred, sucked our friends and families dry, ordered more rounds on our maxed-out credit cards and sucker-punched anyone who tried to tell us how fast our chips were falling."
ok little missy you could get away with THAT kind of communist manifesto back in 2009 perhaps when "change" was being huffed like crushed opiates and even in this brief Biden reprieve but if you think for a second there wont be once the humorless 1000 year GOP R'"ick!" (thats my word for "reich") takes hold in November theres not gonna be an arm-bar on your kinda shenanigans the truly masculine stalwart and also so sexy Jim Jordan wud be proud of heh well you are kidding self happy new year
i cant even imagine what kind of collateral damage you leave in THAT wake xo
Had I a class, I would use this piece to teach essay writing, not just because it abounds with enviable asides ("knit numbers that had a kicky Zelda Fitzgerald look on the hanger, but on the body evoked the wrong years of Brigitte Nielsen") but bc it's an actual sleuth-like inquiry in real time, with a discovery that feels earned and true. It has the small in the big and the big in the small. Just great.
Norris, it is wonderful having you in the audience. Thank you so much.
I too want to put on something that makes me feel like a chrome hood ornament!
This here: "Shelley Winters might have enjoyed wearing them to assist in her own drowning by Montgomery Clift." I bow down.
agreed its gotta be like some kinda diabolical pact she made with the illegitimate ghost children of Celine and Dorothy Parker to come up with this shit
And Hunter S. Thompson.
As a 50+ female, I notice while aimlessly watching TV that I am no longer a desirable target demographic to anything (too old for neti pots, too young for Medicare advantage, too female for cars) so I can relate to this. Being no longer culturally catered to is the source of a lot of anger out there.
I would be too intimidated to even walk into that store, let alone try stuff on.
Me too! I would probably apologize to the staff as soon as I walked in.
I walked into the super fancy RH flagship store in Manhattan and gawked like a child. The giant sculptures and peachy beige couches that could swallow you whole. Furniture way larger than any Manhattan apartment The $50k chandeliers. The relentless golden incandescent lighting. It was like the Great Gatsby lifestyle regurgitated you in every vignette.
"It’s our fault, really: We drove Calvin away. America went to the economic Russian roulette table with the bluster of a drunk cowboy. We became greedy, whacked-out and belligerent in those lost, unregulated years. We gambled away everything sacred, sucked our friends and families dry, ordered more rounds on our maxed-out credit cards and sucker-punched anyone who tried to tell us how fast our chips were falling."
ok little missy you could get away with THAT kind of communist manifesto back in 2009 perhaps when "change" was being huffed like crushed opiates and even in this brief Biden reprieve but if you think for a second there wont be once the humorless 1000 year GOP R'"ick!" (thats my word for "reich") takes hold in November theres not gonna be an arm-bar on your kinda shenanigans the truly masculine stalwart and also so sexy Jim Jordan wud be proud of heh well you are kidding self happy new year
i cant even imagine what kind of collateral damage you leave in THAT wake xo
fuck i had to edit this like 3 times
Loving the idea of nostalgia for the future, utopian or otherwise. That's my wish for the New Year.