An intimate MSG wedding
And a Reflecting Pool full of algae.
Hellooo, Messketeers!
How are we feeling? I think New York City has officially usurped Disneyland as the happiest place on earth. I have never seen so many strangers smiling, small-talking, bursting into spontaneous applause, and generally acting drunk and disorderly in public as I have this week.
I don’t have much to report on the home front. The only recent development is that I am letting the spirit of summer move me and I have decided to make a more concerted effort to leave my apartment more often. Largely because, thanks to my new job, I am now getting invited to cooler, swankier stuff than I’ve ever been invited to in my many years in this business.
Last weekend, I went to a Nike airbrush workshop where I decorated some shorts with a big, old rose and the number 69. The brand instantly won me over with free iced lattes on tap, but the airbrushing was also surprisingly fun, if a challenging lesson in releasing perfectionism because no matter how much tape you put down to stop it, that paint WILL find a way to get into the most improbable of locations.
I also went to the new gym in our office building for the first time, and leaving my desk to go for a jog in the middle of the afternoon made me feel like a deeply busy, high-powered executive escaping the rat race for a rare moment of self-care. In other words, luxe. I got to cosplay high-flying media tastemaker again the following day at a dinner with Target to celebrate Isaac Mizrahi’s appointment as creative director. It’s been a long time since I went to something like that, and I’d forgotten the small joys of getting served a very fancy, free meal while charming the pants off seatmates you’ll probably never see again. Or more likely, will see at the next fancy, free, sit-down meal. Also, completely worth it just to have an icon like Isaac rest his hand on my shoulder while telling an anecdote as if we’re old friends.
But of course my favorite thing about deciding to leave my house more often is RSVPing yes to anything and everything that enters my inbox and then not actually attending those events once the time comes. Something I did probably four times this week. Oopsies, my bad. But nothing feels better than not doing what you’re scheduled to be doing and going home instead.
Beyond the paywall today, we’ve got Zohran, Brooklyn Beckham, Cardi B’s butt cheeks, Eric Andre proving everything I’ve ever said correct, and so much more.
Let’s get into it.
