Can you believe we’re finally at the last month of 2017? It feels like this year has gone so fast, and yet has taken forever.
In case you missed it, the Fug Nation Gift Guide is here!
Entertainment Weekly rounded up 17 books to read to celebrate Prince Harry and Meghan Markle’s engagement, and one of them was ours!
We had an EXCELLENT convo about the phenomenon I like to call PERIOD PIECE FACE.
This is a great piece, at The Guardian: How the sandwich consumed Britain.
At LitHub: Anne of Green Gables: Patron Saint of Girls Who Ask Too Many Questions
At Lainey: How did I not know that Britney has a new boyfriend? He’s 23! These pics of her, him, and the kids at the Lakers game are hilarious. What is she wearing? At one point, she’s eating nachos? The kids are so big! I HAVE FEELINGS.
I’m kind of inspired by this, at Buzzfeed: I Tried Emailing Like A CEO And Quite Frankly, It Made My Life Better. I just need to warn Heather that all my emails will henceforth be curt.
Fascinating, at Town & Country: The Curious Plight of the Modern Debutante
At Pajiba: The ‘Tiffany Haddish For Best Supporting Actress’ Campaign Starts NOW! I am HERE for this.
Related, at the Daily Beast: It’s Time to Take Tiffany Haddish Seriously as an Oscar Contender
At Wired, this is amazing, and fascinating: There is a school to learn how to be a space miner. Yes, a person who goes into space to mine thing.
At Atlas Obscura: Welcome to Interactive Fiction: You’re a Wizard-Sniffing Pig.
Thank you, Town & Country: 22 Winter Cocktails to Help You Survive the Cold
This week, we added Matt Lauer to the list of EW GROSS PUT IT AWAY. Vulture rounded up twelve of the most notorious stories about him; personally, I’d heard for AGES that he was sleazy, but I had no idea the extent of it. (And, of course, he treated Ann Curry terribly.) BOO MATT LAUER.
At Refinery29: This Cardigan Has A 30,000-Person Wait List (Yes, Seriously). IT’S NOT THAT GREAT, GUYS.
So interesting, at The Atlantic: How the Index Card Catalogued the World. (I love index cards. They’re ALL we used when I worked in TV to plot out episodes.)
I don’t even know what to say about this article of clothing. [Revelist]