Mr. Feeny's open marriage
Enough with James Charles already.
Hiii, Messketeers!
How’s it going? I’ve returned from my visit to Hudson where I was helpfully confronted with the cultural shock of trying to order delivery literally anywhere that is not New York City. A true reminder of the absurd lap of convenience luxury New Yorkers live in and just how spoiled we are for endless consumption on demand. Having now lived here for ~15 years, I am slowly coming to the realization that it has perhaps ruined me for life anywhere else and I am cursed to be a deeply lazy Brooklynite and bad cook for the rest of my days. Also, forever cursed to walk at an absurdly brisk pace no matter where I am.
But I was only home just long enough to pick up all my dirty clothes, water my plants, and unpack and repack my suitcase, because now I’m off again for the Memorial Day long weekend to Vermont for a quick girl’s plus baby trip. I look forward to indoctrinating my best friend’s child into our time-honored tradition of gathering in the woods to drink too many glasses of wine and scream-converse with each other on all of our favorite, most well-trod topics while an abysmal reality show plays distantly in the background.
In terms of my professional obligations, I have two very fun stories out on the Interview website right now for your perusal. For starters, I asked the question we’ve all been thinking: Can we finally stop paying attention to James Charles, please? Now someone out there help me seed this essay with all the YouTube tea channels so we can get this “No More Jimmy Chuck” movement kicked off in earnest.
I also chatted with the incredible Iris Van Herpen whose new Brooklyn Museum exhibition I highly recommend checking out. Her work is absolutely bonkers insane. At the very least, you must click through to look at my many photographs that do not do the show justice.
Ok, I’m writing to you from the road next to a baby who must be entertained via copious eye contact and an endless, Oscar-caliber, one-woman performance delivered by yours truly, so let’s get into today’s newsletter which shockingly is almost entirely about CANNES!