Please to enjoy:
– Ugh, the Missoni for Target stuff is so cute. Can I justify buying a Missoni bike when I already HAVE a bike that I hardly ever ride? Don’t answer that. (The Cut)
– Speaking of cute diffusion lines: a reminder that Heather and I are hosting the preview party for Karl Lagerfeld’s Macy’s line on August 30th at the Beverly Center in Los Angeles. 6:30pm! Cocktails! We’ll be happy to sign your copies of SPOILED! Outfits! COME ON DOWN!
- Remember New Albany, the mysterious is it real/is it not tumblr I linked to a while ago, about a girl living in a Mysterious and Possibly Nefarious Commune? Y’all enjoyed it and it’s gotten crazy interesting lately, so consider this a reminder of its awesomeness. (New Albany)
– This is a lovely piece about writing postcards. Remember when you used to get a ton of postcards every summer? That was always a delight. And that is always why I try to send postcards if I can — everyone loves to get them. Let’s send more postcards, you guys. (New York Review of Books)
– A thoughtful take from someone who didn’t think that McQueen exhibit at the Met — which just closed — was All That. (The Gloss)
– I am never not interested in juicy speculative gossip about the (ALLEGED) disaster that is the Prince Albert/Princess Charlene Marriage. (Celebitchy)
– This essay — titled, The Best Time I Was a 200 Pound Beauty Queen — might be my favorite thing I’ve read all week. (The Hairpin)
– Check out The 30 Harshest Filmmaker-On-Filmmaker Insults in History. Frankly, I’m firm in my conviction that “You’re just a VIRGIN WHO CAN’T DRIVE” is the meanest thing ever said in the history of film, but I am aware that Amy Heckerling wasn’t saying it to, like, Scorsese. (Flavorwire)
– I can’t BELIEVE they ARE making Bridget Jones 3. Is this going to be the one where Renee finally refuses to put on the weight? (Lainey)
– This is an awesome way to compare Fake Movie Southern Accents with Real Ones. (Vulture)
– Need a good cry? This slideshow of 9/11 Search and Rescue Dogs should do it. I want to give them all a bone and a belly rub. (New York Times)
– Need a good righteous rage? This profile of Tommy Hilfiger’s TREMENDOUSLY DOUCHEY “rapper” son Rich should do it. (NY Observer)
– Cleanse your palate with this groovy interactive piece about the 100 best closing lines from books. (Stylist)