Emily Sundberg
Nov 17, 2020 BY
@emily-sundberg🎩
I don’t wear baseball hats. I don’t wear beanies. I don’t wear sun hats. But when stylist Emily Dawn Long designed her knit “Wanda” bucket hat, I was enchanted. Mine is white and bright blue. It’s soft and foldable so I can stuff it into my purse or big pockets. When I wear my mask and hat, I feel like I’m hidden and protected from the world. I also feel a little like Captain Crunch when I wear it. Eric sometimes steals it but he looks really handsome so it’s ok.
Nov 17, 2020
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I started a Rohmer binge earlier this summer when I was feeling cramped up, horny, and very far from Cannes. Little did I know all I needed was to hit play on a few of these flicks on Criterion, and all of my needs could be fulfilled. Rohmer’s stories follow the most lovestruck, well-vacationed characters as they wash down kisses with martinis and fill their afternoons with silly games of phonetag and delectable meals. I love love <3
Nov 17, 2020
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I have faith that the working class can unite, and feel hopeful at the galvanization of my friends who have found a set of politics that excites them.
Nov 17, 2020
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The only face I look at more than my boyfriend’s these days is my own. In the mirror, on Zoom, in my selfie cameras. Like fermenting or trying a new format of the infamous “distanced hang”, skincare is an experiment. Babyfacial is my weekly ritual in vanity. It tingles, it burns, and a day later my top layer of skin flakes off. But it leaves me glowing and feeling productive.
Nov 17, 2020
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I don’t have one but if you have one I can’t underestimate how important it is that you use it all the time. Ok I have a bath but it’s so small and sad. I have to fold into a pretzel -- a tiny one in the Chex Mix pretzel, not a big Beer Garden pretzel -- to fit and it always feels like it has residue of my aforementioned hair dye. But if you have you use it for me. Spread out. Sprawl. Light candles. What a treat it would be to have a bathtub during a year like this. I’d buy a floating tray, candles, bubbles that would make me breakout. I have to leave this fantasy, it’s making me cry.
Nov 17, 2020
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I bleached my hair in September, and it’s the most myself I’ve felt in years. It’s probably ironic to make such a paramount and exterior change while in quarantine when few people see me on a day to day basis, but I’m having a lot of fun exploring my range of identities. Pink, purple, blue, and green have all been fun ones so far.
Nov 17, 2020