As a woman, you can’t look at that face without seeing the façade, but as a girl, it would be easy to convince yourself that such perfection exists.
I don’t think my tiny little defense of KJ is proverbially wiping her tears late at night—I doubt she’s even crying. It’s more about getting people to rethink WHY they get so riled up by some lithe young woman who’s totally killing it.
Inspired by the brilliant Meh List published every week in The Sunday Magazine of The New York Times, I thought I’d start crafting my own, in a similar spirit to the Dear Diary posts.
You should at least concede that their cover is one of those lovely stick-it-to-the-man scenarios. The man, here, being a white-washed lovechild of privilege and tradition, which in itself has many spawn…this one in particular being the gilded laurels over which Queen Anna Wintour presides.
“When you say things like, “Kim Kardashian has become decidedly less Birkin, more Stock,” don’t expect other people to understand.” I don’t mean to brag, BUT–this may be one of the best Dear Diary’s yet.
Introducing THE WEEKEND GRAB BAG: AKA the loudest detritus left over in my noggin after a weeks worth of the usual cultural-social-life bombardment. Today I’m talking Valentine’s Day, romance-envy, Kendall Jenner x Marc Jacobs, and the disruptive fashions at Hood by Air and Jeremy Scott.
Inspired by the post of the same name on The Cut, here are a few non-gifts I’d love to receive but probably won’t.