Quote of the Week: “You not feelin me? Fine. It cost you nothin. Pay me no mind.” —Jay Z. I think this lyric should be tucked into everyone’s back pocket for those dumb moments when we get into our heads about what people think of us. I had one today! It took me aback because they’ve grown few and far between as I’ve gotten older. But no one’s immune to the imaginary pressure of a tough crowd. *flips hair* fuck em, though.
Eating: Sea salt dark chocolate (alter eco brand from Whole Foods). TBH Lindt is so much better. Drugstore chocolate for life. Drugstores for life in general, really. One day I’ll wax poetic about my undying affinity for CVS, Walgreens, Rite Aid, etc.
Listening to: Very old Nina Kraviz, “Pain In The Ass” to be specific. I’m going to use this opportunity to push that techno/acid/minimal sound on you. The culture of this music is so specific; it’s fascinating to watch it evolve over time within different social and political contexts around the world. I’m slowly making mental notes of all the European clubs I want to visit post-C*VID, and interested in how that scene in Philadelphia will grow. If you take nothing else from this, though, just know that your house parties will be so much cooler if you swap top 40 and old crowd pleasers (e.g. “Piano Man”) for *at least* some universally palatable deep house.
Grateful for: Friends who’ve welcomed me into their families. Tonight I’m having dinner at Giorgio on Pine with two of my best friends and one of their moms. I’m definitely that friend who lives for intimacy, introducing each other to everyone special in our lives, and spreading the loooove.
Loving: Ok for my makeup wearers! I don’t usually wear eye shadow and when I have, it’s always been some kind of shimmery gold/brown situation. But I was recently put on to wearing a simple, flat brown (on the spicier side- a little warmer than most bronzers?) and I’m obsessed. I’m really liking it with no other makeup for subtle dimension.
Feeling: Overwhelmed. Not an uncommon response to this prompt, huh? Beginning in June, one of our friends is taking over my part of the apartment lease. I’ll still technically be living here for most of each month, but I will be traveling sporadically and working from different cities through the end of 2021. This is something I’d like to get out of my system before settling down with a house and children which is, traditional as it may be, my ultimate goal.
People often act surprised when I say I can’t wait to get married and have kids because apparently I read as someone with more contemporary aspirations. But happiness, to me, looks like a big family with a big house where we host amazing parties. If you support this ambition, you’ve already secured an invite.
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