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I watched Becca Rothfeld accept a National Book Critics Circle award last night and she thanked her “nemesis” in the audience and I can’t help but wonder….
Mar 22, 2024
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Please please read the Book Forum review of Oyler‘s essay collection by Ann Manov. I have never screeched in delight as much as I have in the past six months than when I read that review.
May 27, 2024
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Bring back hatchet jobs! But for like Substacks and blogs. Oyler's is fun, mainly skewering Tolentino herself (funny!) but I want to see people fighting in formal prose about pieces with subtitles like "summer blues, ex’s, home depot, loss, and cantaloupe,” and “falling in love with the stains in my microwave” — things like that. Toooo much uncritical reposting on Instagram stories and not enough "OKAY lazy metaphor ALERT." We need to be better writers.
But also we should be cringy. We just need to be careful.
Jan 27, 2024
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So I’ve been debating which is more annoying: including this pretentious literary magazine which I authentically love OR excluding it and going with a more “relatable” choice. Performative relatability is my favorite thing to make fun of in my videos so I opted for the former! I’ve loved it since reading this piece (The Unravlers) by the amazing Stephanie Danler. It’s impossible to love the Paris Review without getting shit on for it though. My friend Rebecca saw it peeking out of my purse when we were getting drinks recently and accused me of planting it. My other friend, Michael, accused me of only liking it because it contains the word “Paris” which aids in my quest to appear chic and not from Idaho (which I am). And I said, “Michael, that’s absolutely ridiculous and also correct.”
Sep 1, 2023
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The guitar men ™️ in my life and online were recommending this new entry-level Squire model as a solid choice for a beginner
Apr 2, 2024
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A Brighter Summer Day
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The Long Day Closes
The 400 Blows
Mar 23, 2024
Specifically the downstairs Lincoln Center Whole Foods, with its windowless cafeteria. My favorite place for my thirty minute lunch break. A midtown third space oasis.
You’ve got it all—your tour groups, your business men, Bad Roman, bad public art. A place I’m strangely nostalgic for, as it was one of the first places I visited on my first trip to New York (in 2015, on a high school band field trip).
One day I may have to write a Benjaminian Arcades Project-esque ode to this particular commercial complex.
Apr 2, 2024