Anna Delvey's forsaken bunnies
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Ciao, bellas!
It’s been MUGGY out there in these NYC streets, and Fran’s and my hair has been looking extra floofy and frizzy because of it. It’s a great week if you love the feeling of being both permanently damp and existentially parched.
Because of this weird little stormy heatwave, I’ve also suddenly found myself returning to my annual summer tradition of getting back on my nice cream bullshit. That’s right, I said NICE cream. In another life, I had a raw vegan roommate who was an incredible cook, and literally the only thing I picked up from her is how to turn frozen bananas into fake ice cream. A recipe with a level of difficulty tailor-made for me because the way you do that is you just put the bananas in a blender and then eat them. It is a true taste sensation, and I say that as a person who possesses the lactose enzymes to eat actual dairy, so you know it’s real. These days, I also pop a scoop of chocolate protein powder in there to elevate this concoction to the ethereal realm of delish, but it’s really a perfect blank canvas for whatever sweet treat your heart desires.
Anyway, in additional news of things that greatly bolstered my spirit this week, I saw a woman in a truly remarkable Christian t-shirt, the format for which I’d never seen before. A true rarity when it comes to ways to overtly communicate one’s religiosity via apparel. The top looked like an iPhone screen with the green and red pick-up and hang-up buttons, and the display name showed that Jesus Christ, the Lord and Savior, was ringing my line. Incredible stuff. It genuinely stopped me dead in my tracks. How it this meme top format not dominating Canal Street right now?
The only other thrilling thing that happened to me since we last spoke is that I was officially invited by KCD (masters of the high fashion universe) to request NYFW invites for the first time ever! They didn’t even invite me to this stuff when I worked at real, legitimate magazines. I’m flattered! Now here’s hoping they actually invite me and weren’t just inviting me to ask to be invited….
And I meant to include this in last week’s email but completely forgot! A reader emailed me about a group they’re a part of, Queers for Palestine Ottawa, who are asking people to sign a letter to the capital’s Pride board asking them to reinstate their Statement of Solidarity with Palestine from 2024 after quietly removing it from their website and social media earlier this summer. They’re extremely close to reaching their goal if you’d like to lend your support to their cause!
Ok. Well! What I have for all my treasured Messketeers hitching a free ride on the trash train this beautiful Friday is a new YouTube video rounding up the month of July in horrible fashions:
And what I have for my most precious paid subs is a classic Friday email, including the full story behind today’s title complete with an inscrutable set of Egyptian hieroglyphics, my unfiltered thoughts on the engagement ring Cristiano Ronaldo gave his girlfriend, a smattering of gorgeous new trends I’ve been ferreting away for this specific email, and a long-awaited comprehensive analysis of the Brooklyn Beckham/Nicola Peltz feud with his parents. Let’s get into it already!
