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Tracie:
For people who are kind of sick of reading and just want to look at pictures: Jeremy Scott's visual thievery is egregious.Callie:
This NY Mag sex diary from an "indie rocker who prefers women with pubes" was a deeply sobering look into the institution of heterosexuality. It was written by a horrible man--one who says things like, "I'm in a moderately successful indie band" and "I tug one off in the shower thinking about Melinda and her big, natural, young tits" and "Cleveland is blah"--who still somehow managed, over the course of a week, to have sexual intercourse with multiple women while recovering from a failed longterm relationship. I came out of this reading experience a wiser and sadder woman. I am in a fight with my boyfriend now.Zing:
I don't usually cry at things I read on the internet, but I'll make an exception for Tasbeeh Herwees' beautifully observed personal essay on the death of her grandmother back in Libya. It's a heartbreaking meditation on how grief can transcend geography and time, and on the ties that bind families and cultures together across oceans.Mitchell:
When I'm feeling down, I read vintage celebrity profiles of starlets who love chain restaurants and/or velour sweatsuits. This week, I re-read "Princess Paris," Vanessa Grigoriadis's 2003 Rolling Stone profile of Paris Hilton. In the article, Vanessa goes clubbing with Paris. She watches the first reality star drink Red Bull, give Tara Reid fashion advice, and marvel at a homeless man driving a Volkswagen: "Look, the bum has a car," says Hilton excitedly. "So cute!"Lauren:
The LRB unearthed a bizarre olde article in which the writer runs into a many-adjectived W.B. Yeats while attending "an open meeting of the Sex Education Society," which was "an offshoot of the World League for Sexual Reform." After spotting a mesmerizing Yeats and his "large, exotic-looking ring" across the room, she drives him to a party and is like, "Wait, I'm driving Yeats to a party?" Later her gossipy friend asks if they did it. History!! They're just like us!!Gabby:
I don't have anything to recommend; everything on the internet is bad this week. Oh, wait, I can recommend that video of the cat going through the dog door.Lindsay:
I choose this video of Russia bulldozing tonnes of cheese because this is a reckless tragedy and the world needs to know.
For people who are kind of sick of reading and just want to look at pictures: Jeremy Scott's visual thievery is egregious.Callie:
This NY Mag sex diary from an "indie rocker who prefers women with pubes" was a deeply sobering look into the institution of heterosexuality. It was written by a horrible man--one who says things like, "I'm in a moderately successful indie band" and "I tug one off in the shower thinking about Melinda and her big, natural, young tits" and "Cleveland is blah"--who still somehow managed, over the course of a week, to have sexual intercourse with multiple women while recovering from a failed longterm relationship. I came out of this reading experience a wiser and sadder woman. I am in a fight with my boyfriend now.
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I don't usually cry at things I read on the internet, but I'll make an exception for Tasbeeh Herwees' beautifully observed personal essay on the death of her grandmother back in Libya. It's a heartbreaking meditation on how grief can transcend geography and time, and on the ties that bind families and cultures together across oceans.Mitchell:
When I'm feeling down, I read vintage celebrity profiles of starlets who love chain restaurants and/or velour sweatsuits. This week, I re-read "Princess Paris," Vanessa Grigoriadis's 2003 Rolling Stone profile of Paris Hilton. In the article, Vanessa goes clubbing with Paris. She watches the first reality star drink Red Bull, give Tara Reid fashion advice, and marvel at a homeless man driving a Volkswagen: "Look, the bum has a car," says Hilton excitedly. "So cute!"Lauren:
The LRB unearthed a bizarre olde article in which the writer runs into a many-adjectived W.B. Yeats while attending "an open meeting of the Sex Education Society," which was "an offshoot of the World League for Sexual Reform." After spotting a mesmerizing Yeats and his "large, exotic-looking ring" across the room, she drives him to a party and is like, "Wait, I'm driving Yeats to a party?" Later her gossipy friend asks if they did it. History!! They're just like us!!Gabby:
I don't have anything to recommend; everything on the internet is bad this week. Oh, wait, I can recommend that video of the cat going through the dog door.Lindsay:
I choose this video of Russia bulldozing tonnes of cheese because this is a reckless tragedy and the world needs to know.