Your New Favorite

A blog by Katie Spence.

Here is where I document some of my new favorite things that will surely become some of your new favorite things.

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We’ve all seen they’ve had one baby, Shiloh, and it is the coolest, most adorable baby on the planet. And this time they’re having two? It can’t get any better.

-Sarah Ivens, editor in chief of OK! magazine, sounding an awful lot like Kelly Kapoor.

The coolest baby? Clearly Sarah Ivens has never met Eleanor Mann.

Ouch.: I had an accident while walking. Though wearing both shoes and socks, somehow the tip of my left toe suffered the consequences.
Ouch.: I had an accident while walking. Though wearing both shoes and socks, somehow the tip of my left toe suffered the consequences.
On brand, from Erika.
On brand, from Erika.
The characters are slaves to their own fetishization of commodities. This fetishization is responsible for the failure of Carrie’s wedding to Big. Dressed in their billowing designer costumes like unwitting circus clowns, she and her friends fuss around the limousine to carry Carrie to her wedding. “It’s like trying to push a cream-puff through a keyhole,” comments the token homosexual figure (who serves as the Jester) regarding the difficulty of fitting Carrie’s extravagant Vivienne Westwood gown within the limousine. Here, Carrie is quite literally overwhelmed by her own materialism.

- Drunk e-mail from my little sister: Will watching Sex and the City make you into a communist?

Maybe!  Anthony Lane in the New Yorker name checks Marx in his review of the film. 

Getting good at something takes a while. 

“While Hillary Clinton’s campaign has cast a spotlight on the issue of sexism, this isn’t a partisan issue: it’s about making sure that women’s voices are present and powerful in our national dialogue.” - Women’s Media Center 

I predict that we will stop talking abuot sexism very soon after Hillary drops out of the race.  

‘We must be careful about what we pretend to be.’ […] That lesson springs to mind every time a comedian whose shtick relies on hoaxes and audience-baiting—or a political pundit who traffics in shock and hyperbole—gets hauled in front of the court of public opinion for pushing the act too far. Why can’t people just say what they mean? It’s a question Don Imus and Michael Richards—and maybe someday Ann Coulter—must ask themselves on their many sleepless nights.

- First quote by Kurt Vonnegut, second from The AV Club in “15 Things Kurt Vonnegut Said Better Than Anyone Else Has or Will,” written shortly after Vonnegut’s death last year.

[via Romeo Juliet Sierra]

A high school dance team choreographed a dance to Shearwater’s “Red Sea, Black Sea.”

[via Kathryn and Gerard