My dad is a plumber and is constantly finding treasures in people’s basements and attics - I have a pile of old 16 magazines with The Beatles on the cover thanks to his curiosity about other people’s junk (he asked if he could buy them, he’s not a thief). The other day he was leafing through a stack of old newspapers in a customer’s basement and said his eyes zeroed in on this article from 1955!
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What’s new with you, any narcissistic Brooklyn hipster doofus boys around these days?
My dad
Brad Pitt’s turing into David Spade?
I made an herb garden! #makingpinterestdreamshappen
This poster is my favorite thing in the office because it seems like something the Dharma Initiative would have.
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Part of my own affection for Kim Gordon, I realize, is her association with an era when even boys thought it was cool to call themselves feminists. I’m not sure when exactly that changed, but I know that by the time I was aware of experiencing sexism firsthand I’d already gotten the message that to identify myself as a feminist would limit me. I envy and admire the way Gordon—and the pop-cultural heroes she helped shape, like Hanna and Coppola and Courtney Love—seemed unafraid of that word. But I am even more envious and admiring of the way the men in Gordon’s orbit—from the Beastie Boys, who played with Sonic Youth over the years, to Moore to Cobain, who was very close to Gordon—seem to have taken cues from her about how to be good men.
Oh, cool, so TODAY’S the day I start crying while reading IMDB trivia, good to know.
HELLLLLLLP MEEEEEEEEEEE
