This week has felt like a decade. Between the midterm elections (I worked election night in the newsroom), yet another mass shooting, RBG breaking some ribs and near-continuous attacks on the free press, I’ve been high-key anxious all week. There’s been some light, though: I finally got to write and publish a story about aContinue reading “Dispatch | 11.10.18”
A look at the stuff that’s fueled my week.
By the time I got off the L in Bushwick this evening, the sky—which had threatened rain all day—released its wet freight. Underground a mere minutes before I butted heads with meteorology, I had already decided to take the long route home, if only to be outside for a short while. I even wanted to goContinue reading “Rainy Autumn Playlist: Color | Drain”
Summer in New York City is god-awful. The womb-y humidity and general stinkiness (of people, the subway, myself) inspires a season-long lethargy that I can never just shake. It’s no wonder the city empties out on the weekend, with its denizens heading to the Hamptons or other parts of Long Island (the North Fork, anyone?),Continue reading “Wander|Lost: My Current Summer Jams”
The hardest thing about working in a wine shop is the fight with the Tasmanian devil of craving. I’m by no means an alcoholic (lest my incessant Instagram posts have you believe otherwise) but so many fun, geeky wines come through the shop that it’s all I can do to not grab a bottle, makeContinue reading “I Want You So Bad”