Melissa Hunter, who you may remember from Adult Wednesday Addams, brings our attention to the tragic and ongoing social epidemic of men who fail to meet even their most basic human needs. Will you be an angel for a fully grown, yet utterly helpless man?
Jessie Ware follows up her new album's sublime lead single "Tough Love" (and its two excellent remixes) with "Share It All," co-written with Romy Madley-Croft, the XX's female frontwoman; it's a lovely collaboration, with Romy's slight, iterative sense of melody and neatly picked guitar fuzzed over and opened up by Ware's eighties synth and generous, weightless voice.
Grayson and Tina, pro-choice husband and wife team from Raleigh: we salute your Saturday chores.
Mary Poppins Quits Because She's Only Making Federal Minimum Wage: A Revised Musical, Starring Kristen Bell
♪♫ Just a three-dollar increase can make a living wage/ I don't get these birds for freeeee ♫♪
As detailed in this BuzzFeed piece, Lululemon has patented 31 items in its line of insidious business-casual yoga gear, and is currently taking Hanes/Champion/Target to task for a tank top: Hanes, asserting that the design patent shouldn't have been issued to begin with, is filing suit. Here's a snippet from Lululemon's cease-and-desist letter. READ MORE
So, a few months ago I wrote a short story about a pop star who decides to install herself in a glass box in a museum in order that she might die in public before her hotness starts to: if you're interested, you can read this grotesque flight of fancy through the Offline Magazine app for 99 centavos, or read about it in this brief interview, in which I talk about my love of Britney and distrust of relatability, and give "advice" to budding writers like "Do what you feel" and also "I have a hard time with advice."
Out since February, this SOHN-produced song from Erik Hassle is exactly what I wish top 40 sounded like—the "I'm-so-e-mo-tion-al-ly needy, baby" part is one of the canniest little hooks of the year—and its new video, while relatively unremarkable, has gotten me singing this to myself all day all over again. (Previously, from Hassle, the absolutely killer Timberlake-ish "Talk About It.")
Anyone interested in rosé and/or ice cream (this "anyone" I assume encompasses 99.5% of the readership of this Web Site) will be deeply soothed by these rosé-and-cheapo-ice-cream pairings at Vanity Fair. No word on which wine I should drink with my Bomb Pop, so I'll just drink all of them.