They’re never people you know well: it’s always someone you talked to, were casual with, a friend who wasn’t a friend-friend. Continue reading “When A Friend Dies On Facebook”
When A Friend Dies On Facebook
Category: Death
Death On Social
When someone dies on social media, people gather around screens to pay respects. Continue reading “Death On Social”
It’s My Party And I Die If You Want To
You’ve had that talk. “This is how I want to die,” you tell friends, a flip declaration going down on no paper with no log other than a glass of wine. “That’s how.” Everyone nods, some laugh, and it’s all lighthearted fun based in heartache. Continue reading “It’s My Party And I Die If You Want To”
How Do You Prepare For Death?
I often think about death. I don’t want to: I just do. Continue reading “How Do You Prepare For Death?”
Sexing In The Nursing Home
What will we do when we’re old? This isn’t regarding the passive things like playing video games and luxuriating in healing baths but the more intimate things: what will we be doing together? Will we be, um, fucking each other? Continue reading “Sexing In The Nursing Home”
Let This Old Man Make You Cry
My family made a time capsule over a decade ago and, while I’m pretty sure we opened it, I have no memory of anything coming out of it that was particularly exciting. There were photos and toys and stuff that aged in a box as we aged in real life. It wasn’t disappointing but it didn’t quite barrel me over with memories. Continue reading “Let This Old Man Make You Cry”
Let Dead Names Die
Late last week, some slightly (but not that) shocking news broke that fashion’s most beloved LA rocker boy Hedi Slimane would be stepping down from Saint Laurent. Slimane’s tenure was marked with mini-skirting punk sensibilities and literal name dropping, qualities that charmed his young fashionable fans while leaving traditionalists with a bitter sting on the palate. Slimane did not keep Yves’ dream alive. He took the dream elsewhere. Continue reading “Let Dead Names Die”
Four Bottles Of Wine A Day Keeps Something Away
If you had to try, how much wine could you drink in a day? A bottle in the span of an evening? That sounds doable. But what if you had to do that every day? Outside your being able to stomach it, could you afford it? Sounds like a lot of money. Continue reading “Four Bottles Of Wine A Day Keeps Something Away”