From December’s paid subscriber email: Holiday pageantry, urgency and rigor, and arbiters of generational wealth.

An open letter to the 20-something-year-old girl looking at paint samples at the home improvement superstore (because I’ve been there, and it turns out I have a lot to say).

Part three in a series recounting the time I was implicated in a global online conspiracy theory—somehow the Golden Girls theme song is involved.

From November’s paid subscriber email: Diabolical conversations (and a large hit of surrealism) at the Sedaris reading.

Sure, I missed the memo on the whole Didion/Babitz dynamic—but I’ve maintained a near-perfect recall of the Hilton/Richie fallout of 2005.

As quickly as it began, my career as an IG foot model ended. Do I think I could've figured it out given time and inclination? No, I do not. This is a highly specialized industry,