Existing in the Context of All the Apples Coming Before
Another Jane Pratt Thing. My latest podcast obsession. Columbus Rug Lady. Nobody Wants This. The complete Brat remix list (with a side of Sweat Tour). Paris Fashion Week hyperfixations + lots more.
Oh, hi.
Did I finally finish this post I started two weeks ago? It would appear so.
I’ve been giving “spinning out waiting for you to pull me in” energy to nobody in particular/everyone in my orbit lately and I’m finally a wee bit closer to calming a bit of the chaos in my brain. The great news is that it’s a lot of fiery creative energy chaos and not depressive misery.
But such is the life I chose…
Though to that end, a competitive, perfectionist, school nerd, grade whore, eldest daughter diagnosed with ADHD later life can really get up in her own head about perceptions and expectations and fixate on what’s not finished to the point of…idea paralysis. IYKYK1.
I cannot even explain to you how much this tweet is me—and I think more than just a few of you, too. I DO NOT WANT TO MESS UP. As if the way you fill out a Captcha matters, except that it does2. To me.
I mean, I’m also a person who wants to be graded on how well she gets her car lined up onto the tire track thingies at the car wash, as if trying to the wow the staffer guiding her in. I fucking nailed it yesterday and thought I sensed an “I’m impressed. A+ work” vibe in that young gentleman’s eyes and nod.
It’s a problem. I know. But I don’t think there’s any way that part of the brain is getting fully rewired at this juncture. And having too much good stuff and work and travel going on is an extremely first world problem that isn’t even a problem. I also know this.
The balancing forces of my Libra moon and Libra Mercury are working overtime to get me sorted and I thank them for their service, even if it means being read to filth by the Co-Star app every day.
Thanks for hanging out (and hanging in) even though I’ve been flakier than, um, maybe I’ve ever been in my life of late when it comes to WHN. And letting me act like this is a therapy session sometimes.
You all are the best.
Now, did I find time to get sucked into the whole Columbus Rug Girl saga on TikTok for a day and half or so? You bet. What doesn’t get paralyzed is my scrolling finger. This story is a phenomenal way to procrastinate or avoid your family or whatever—and not nearly as much of an investment as the Reesa Teesa/”Who TF Did I Marry?” moment.
In case any of you Reels-only types3 want to take this journey now, I’ll keep super spoiler-y thoughts to the footnotes.
This is where we begin our journey with Katie Santry, who absolutely resembles Kate Middleton. You can see them all in this playlist on her TikTok.
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The basic gist is this woman discovers there’s a rug buried in her suburban yard and this eventually leads to what feels like a real-life true crime story unfolding on TikTok. It involves CSI, homicide detectives, excavators, cadaver dogs, vibe shifts, and so much more. Tap on this footnote (or scroll down if you’re in email since Substack still hasn’t figured out how to fix that UX problem) if you’d like a mini-recap4.
I. Was. Riveted. As were millions of others. We were all like, “WHAT’S IN THE RUG?????”
I cannot tell you the number of times Brad Pitt’s lines from Seven played in my head over those past two days. The whole scene is basically on a loop.
Obviously, a whole genre of content about the content popped up and this video made me LOL multiple times. Shout-out to all my fellow chronically online morbid sickos out there: “Maybe what’s wrapped up in that rug are the friendships we made along the way.”
In a modern turn of events, the internet also realized that Katie Santry and her sister were well-known stans in the JoBros fandom back in the day. Think MySpace/YouTube and the like.
I love all of this in general, but also because my students are currently reading excerpts from Everything I Need I Get From You: How Fangirls Created the Internet As We Know It by Kaitlyn Tiffany and it adds a new angle for me to discuss.
One of the tentpoles of my class (and We Have Notes, ofc) is that so many things society tells us are “unserious” should actually be taken quite seriously and looked at through a critical lens. In terms of their impact on the wider culture, skills they may teach, and what they represent for so many if you choose to look below the surface—just to name a few reasons.
I also loved this recent post from Lucy at Shit You Should Care About, which hits on many of these same themes, and is also an assigned reading or old Professor Gardner.
Now, onto the rest.
The Music Never Stopped
Indy > NYC > Indy > Bloomington > Cupertino/San Francisco > Indy > Nashville > Indy > Bloomington > Indy. That’s what my life has looked like the past two-ish weeks and I am NOT complaining—but it can take it out of a girl.
Over the past 48 hours I’ve been able to get back on track with therapy, a nephew hang, workouts, cold plunges, and lots of alone time. My nervous system is like, “THANK YOU!” As an extroverted introvert, the recharge time is so fucking necessary and being off my regular workout schedule since class started is Not Great Bob gif for my mental health.
It is possible to be someone who talks SO much and also loves nothing more than not communicating with anyone for days at a time. It is me. She is I.
Of course, I did manage to squeeze in a show during my work trip to Cupertino. Who do you think I am?!? My friend Allegra and I went to Fontaines D.C. at The Warwick and it was fantastic. I love a great night in an old venue.
It really felt like the shows I used to go to back in the ‘90s in the best possible way—and not just because there was a literal mosh pit5 and my ticket was like $40.
“Death Kink”, my favorite song from the new album, went as hard live as I expected.
Last Sunday at this very time, I was in Nashville for Gracie Abrams (and my first actual show at The Ryman) with my friends Ashleigh and Matt.
I had very good ticket karma on the day of the sale and scored us some killer balcony seats6—and VIP packages.
Naturally I had to buy a Hatch tour poster to add to the stack of 2384392038 things on my counter that I need to get framed.
Gracie partnered with Planned Parenthood and HeadCount on this tour, so they each have a setup at the shows. We simply love to see that. And the PP (free!) merch was cuuuuuuuute. I am actually wearing this tee right this second.
That young crowd was so engaged with the tables the organizations had set up and it made me so happy. Gracie spoke quite eloquently as well.
My friend Sophie is guesting in my class on Wednesday about her role as the Senior Director of Cultural & Entertainment Advocacy at Everytown for Gun Safety and I can’t wait to get into how storytelling and pop culture work together in cause-based marketing. (She worked on the Love On Tour partnership—and we met through Swiftie fandom/Ashleigh ahead of Nashville N2 of The Eras Tour.)
Anyway, the show was fabulous. That place is so magical and intimate.
Role Model was the opener and charmed me BEYOND. I only knew a song or two of his, but I’m all the way in now.
Groups of sweet teens (and 20-somethings) in bows had me misty-eyed all night. Gracie had a great moment talking to the crowd about how she loves watching groups of friends expand over the course of a show. Me too, girl. Me too.
JJ’s daughter sounded amazing and we bopped and cried together for a couple hours. My dream scenario.
We held onto our clowning and manifestations that Taylor might appear to sing “Us” with Gracie after we knew she didn’t go to the Chiefs game in LA. But when they never beefed up security at the stage, we knew it wasn’t happening. That’s not why we’re there, anyway, and the song was glorious as a solo. Well, a solo with a lot of audience participation.
A couple days before our show, Gracie announced a deluxe version of The Secret of Us was coming and played previously unheard song in Chicago. We got one of the known demos and it brought out some Big Feelings™ for me. I swear not just because it’s called “Abby”. Honestly, I was barely even registering that as I listened.
But first the backstory…Gracie did indeed see this TikTok and marked her calendar to play the song in Nashville. I, then, found these after the show and obvs let them know how much hearing it live meant to this Abby.
I was a full-on weepy mess. Luckily, Matt filmed the whole thing. (The song, not my sobbing. Bless.) It’s incredibly gorgeous and I’d have to assume it will be on the deluxe album.
Even though it has my name, I didn’t know this song well at all. As I said, it’s a demo and not on streaming. Though I was very aware that Gracie’s best friend is named Abby, and that she’s her photographer on tour.
In fact, I have a folder of “Abby” sign photos saved from Eras shows that Gracie opened, like a real narcissist.
It just hit me so deep in my emotional gut the second she started singing and made me miss my mom in this really specific way. In retrospect, I think it was because it tapped into the very specific bond between childhood friends, but also growing up and moving into different phases in life. Gracie and Abby are obviously at a very different one than I am, but the concept of time is a mindfuck at every age. It just evolves and changes.
This. Verse. I legit cried just cutting and pasting it in. AM I OKAY? (Don’t answer that.)
I was just thinking, do you remember
Going to New York back in November?
Swallowing chocolate, sharin' a king bed
Judgin' an album, judging my boyfriend
Isn't it funny, we're getting older
You used to fit right up on my shoulders
I can't believe our childhood is over
I'm really grateful I get to know you
A few other music bits + bobbles since last we spoke…
I fully thought this was a Reba clip at first glance during a scroll. Oops.
I haven’t really listened to Harlequin yet because of my utter disinterest in all things Joker. But I do love love love when Gaga is doing press and I will get to it at some point. Mostly, I just want that pure pop Gaga album she mentioned in her Vogue interview.
We now have the full list of artists appearing on the brat remix album. ICYMI, there were billboards popping up with various artists names in the brat-style. It was simple + perfect marketing.
We already knew Troye Sivan (Charli’s tour partner), Lorde, and Billie since those songs are already out.
Here’s the rest of the pretty sick list:
Ariana Grande
Julian Casablancas
BB Trickz
Bon Iver
Bladee
The 19757
The Japanese House
Tinashe
Shygirl
Jon Hopkins
Caroline Polachek
I’m so obsessed with Sweat Tour TikToks and truly devastated it’s looking like I’m not going to be able to make a show happen.
I lost count of how many angles I watched of Lorde popping out for “Girl, So Confusing” at MSG. They say I’ve got the same hair and I’m quite sure more than one person thinks I walk like a bitch. How could I not love this?
Charli and Troye appear to be having a blast every night. I love this for my FYP.
The originator of the “Apple” dance was also at MSG. And has had to spend the time following the show telling people to stop being mean to the person who hopped in on her moment. Sigh. Grass, touch it.
Speaking of “Apple”, Griff released her stellar cover to streaming this week.
Let’s hope she records a proper “Bed Chem” cover and does the same.
I also need a full-length of this mashup while we’re making requests.
Finally, the Charli/Zane Lowe interview is coming this week.
Look Back to Go Forward
We all know that trends are cyclical and there are “what’s old is new again” moments all the time in the culture. I don’t know if it’s my age or that I’ve been doing a lot of looking back as part of putting together and teaching my IU class, but I'm SO in this space right now. I mean, fundamentally I always am because I love making connections between what was and what is, in music/fashion/beauty/TV/film whatever. But I think you know what I mean.
Some recent highlights for me:
I could not think of a more perfect name for JP’s latest publication which launched right here on Substack last week. I obviously signed up as a Founding Member as Jane is literally a founding member of my entire career. But you can check out the different subscription options for yourself.
JP talked to the NY Times ahead of the launch. This is how they described AJPT:
On the one hand this new venture is different from anything she has ever tried. Hosted on Substack — and thus funded by subscribers, cutting out the need to please advertisers — it’s not aimed at young women or at women at all necessarily; it’s for people of all genders and all ages. At the same time, Another Jane Pratt Thing also aims to accomplish exactly what Ms. Pratt has been doing all along: shining a light on subjects that aren’t being talked about and discussing them in uniquely direct ways to help readers feel less alone.
Def check out the whole interview, but here are a few parts I pulled out:
You talk about your editorial team and your readers as part of the same community.
I go back to something I wrote in my journal when I was 15. It was a list of things that I wanted to do in my lifetime, and one of them was “start a magazine.” In parentheses it said, “with friend.” That was an important component of it, and it still is an important component of it. It’s really about all of us.
That’s interesting because most writers are kind of solo operators.
I’ve never considered myself a writer. Maybe that’s why I champion other nonwriters. I like the way it sounds when someone who doesn’t consider themselves a writer writes. I have more the mind-set of the live arts. I like to just do it as it comes and then fix it as we go. One thing I love about the nature of this project and other things online is that it’s not about getting it perfect.
I know you’re saying this project is for people of all genders and all ages, but you have to figure out what you’re going to actually put on the page. Are we going to see more stuff about menopause, I.V.F., adjusting to college? How do you think conceptually about who you’re talking to?
I know it sounds like a terrible, terrible pitch, but you are actually going to see all those things. We’re writing about whatever is of interest to us, the whole community.
I’m wondering, in a world where the kind of writing you’re trying to generate — authentic, confessional, vulnerable communication — has been wildly commodified by social media culture to the point that it feels meaningless, why get back in?
When we started Sassy, it was because people weren’t telling those first person confessional stories. That was revolutionary at the time. But that changed. Now it’s everywhere. It’s too much. But I still think there’s a need for stories that are not getting told, told by people that are not getting heard, and in a place that is supportive, inclusive and where it’s not there to be picked apart.
If you’re a Sassy or Jane or xoJane person, you’ll def recognize some names, both of contributors and columns. Christina Kelly, Esther Haynes, Cat Marnell, It Happened to Me, and more. I may or may not have just turned in a draft of a piece myself 😉.
I couldn’t be happier to have Jane in the mix doing what she does best and to see the old band at least partially getting back together. I wouldn’t be doing what I do, in the way I do it, without her.
If you’re looking for a lil starter pack for Another Jane Pratt Thing, here are my recs. But honestly, just dive in and find your way to what speaks to you.
At Jane, we had Jane’s Diary. Now we Jane’s Phone. There are already a bunch for you to read.
We both love Gwyneth, natch.
Christina wrote an update on a piece she wrote for Jane. (Not only did we work together at Jane, but CK also hired me as the Beauty Director at YM—another huge, defining moment that shaped the course of my career and life.)
I know there must be some of you out there wondering what ever happened to Cat Marnell.
A couple more:
My latest podcast obsession is Blow Up: When Liz Tilberis Transformed Bazaar. It is like a drug to me and I can’t get new episodes fast enough. Liz took over the magazine in 1992 and brought it back to life in the most glorious way. This pod gets into all of that—from the inside.
It’s hosted by Dennis Golonka and Cynthia True, who were young and starting their careers at the magazine back then. They’ve got interviews with so many of the major players and staffers who were part of that era: Fabien Baron, Paul Cavaco, Grace Coddington (who was at Vogue, but was best friends with Liz), Tonne Goodman, Linda Evangelista, Christy Turlington, Amber Valetta, Isaac Mizrahi, and more.
If you were like me and absolutely shaped by this publication, you will die for this pod. If you’re interested in ‘90s fashion or the way the magazine and fashion businesses used to work, you’re in for a treat. If you love to hear about any and every creative process (me! me! me!), you’ll get so much from the anecdotes.
Sadly, Liz died in 1999. Way too young. I learned a lot about ovarian cancer from her and following her story. Her friendship with Princess Diana and “rivalry” with Anna Wintour were also little Roman Empires for Teen Abby.
I realized that there were so many parallels between the way Liz’s Bazaar and Jane’s Jane operated—separate from the number of staffers who had worked for Liz and then worked for Jane. The way they all talk about the creative freedom they had and how that led to really significant work that couldn’t have happened at any other magazine in the ecosystem at the time.
They sound like all of us reminiscing about our time at Jane during the reunion night. We all had situations that were total unicorns in the business and it has informed so much of the work that we have all done since. To have a leader with a clear and strong vision who hired people she thought were incredible at what they did…and let them do it? Heaven.
Oh, and that you didn’t have to be an asshole to be a leader and a visionary. That’s a real fucking legacy to leave.
I remember almost every cover and so many specific shoots. Because of course teen me was obsessing over every magazine I could get my hands on. They got into a couple of them in the context of how the team kept things fresh as their aesthetic started to be copied everywhere.
You just have to say, “Linda and the suits” and I could have recalled the “Anatomy of a Suit” images shot by David Sims faster than if you’d asked me what I ate for dinner last night.
Same goes for Amber Valetta in “Angels” shot by Peter Lindbergh.
And the brilliant Raymond Meier + Elissa Santisi accessories shoots. Pure genius. Gorgeous gorgeous genius. People just weren’t shooting stuff like in this way before they brought it to the world.
There are four episodes currently available and I couldn’t recommend them more. Thank you to my friend Bonnie for alerting me to this gem of a listen.
Are we on our way toward a Silver City Pink revival? Fuck it, let’s go. I’m in.
Kylie’s vlogging again. I miss the old internet.
Guess who got a bunch of her old YM press clips digitized?
I’m probably going to do some sort of content series on TikTok + Reels, but I need to do a proper think about what that looks like and consult my TikTok team (aka my camp bestie Robyn) to get her thoughts. Let me know yours too…and if you want to see more blasts from the past. I haven’t seen most of these clips since right after they happened and OMG what a trip. I do have the S1 American Idol footage in my possession now too………
For now, please excuse my errant hair while talking about hair. Live TV, y’all. I cannot express how loud and chaotic it was in the TRL studio every time I was there—or how much I loved the Marc by Marc top I’m wearing under that white jacket thingy.
Seth + Veronica Sitting in a Tree
I have felt behind on so much of my viewing lately, but I made sure to watch Nobody Wants This on Netflix. I sure do love a show that doesn’t feel the need to include bloated episodes for no reason. You could probably do this in a singular sitting.
Now, I enjoyed it so much. I felt like I was low-key an inspiration for Kristen’s character. I’m a hardcore Veronica Mars stan and thus love Kristen, especially when I don’t have to deal with Dax as part of the package deal. Hot Rabbi is indeed a Hot Rabbi. Their first kiss is perfect.
A new generation possibly learning about the powerful charms of Adam Brody delights me to no end. I was at YM when The OC premiered. I probably saw that pilot before any of you…lucky me. I knew it was a banger from the jump.
I want a second season. No question. But…I don’t think I think it’s as good as some people do.
Before we go there, a sprinkling of other delights from the show:
Adam Brody delivering lines like, “Oh, you’re terrifying. You’re an unfiltered, complicated, vulnerable, beautiful woman” and “I can handle you.”
Ryan Hansen
Justine Lupe, the erstwhile Willa from Succession, as Kristen’s sister
Francis and the Lights needle drop
The press tour that keeps delivering.
I’m with Peyton Dix in this TikTok.
I don’t think this show needs some sort of deep analysis. It’s a feel-good rom-com and it’s about grown-ups. Those are good things.
But while there are some good lines, the writing is…aggressively fine to meh at times. I realize that television is a collaborative art so casting always matters, but if those lines were coming from two people who were talented, but not as effortlessly charming as Kristen and Adam, we might be looking at a complete flop. Much like creators Erin + Sara Foster, it’s funny. But not as funny as it thinks it is. I say this knowing I, too, probably think I’m funnier than I actually am.
A few more hot (or maybe not) takes:
If you spend time here, you know I love the Haims and their music to the depths of my soul. But it’s time to state that we’re overdoing Haim needle drops in certain types of (usually LA) shows, this being one. It’s lazy and tired. At least my girls are getting paid, though.
The brother character has some super solid moments, but he’s way too over-written and cartoonishly one-note most of the time
Kriten Bell’s character is named Joanne and that feels so wrong to me
We are victims of too many straight men doing the bare minimum and it shows in the reaction to this show.
There’s a chance I’m reacting to its utter Millennial-ness and the extremely Millennial reactions online. Like almost retro Millennial reactions as if it’s 2012 again.
I am not a Jewish woman, but I can absolutely understand many of the points raised by people about the stereotypical way the Jewish women in this show are portrayed. My former Glamour colleague Jessica Radloff wrote about her thoughts here and this is another interesting piece in The Independent.
Again, I still want a second season. And a better career for Leighton Meester, while we’re at it.
Let’s Play Dress Up
Some of this is old news to those who follow fashion, but that’s on me. Can I win you back with this video of Jacob Elordi at Bottega? Give yourself permission to kick your heels together and giggle, if the mood strikes you.
Chloé
Chemena Kamali has done it again. Take all my money, woman.
As per usual, Sienna was boho perfection personified. My dream.
I sent Lori and Tia the below photo with the caption This Is Us. It is truly how I see us. Though perhaps the Lori and the Abby should swap hair.
Let’s drool over some clothes I covet to the depths of my sartorial soul.
Look at these summery sisters to my beloved wedges.
Of course, I immediately What’s App’d my London Chloé girlie.
Loewe
Jonathan Anderson is so fucking good. I really hope he doesn’t leave Loewe. I am anxiously awaiting all updates from Lauren Sherman and Line Sheet.
I die over the silhouettes and proportions and shoes and patterns and colors.
Valentino
This was Alessandro Michele’s first proper runway show for the house. You may remember how ornery I was over people totally missing the Valentino eras he was referencing in his first creative purge for the brand. Welp, lots of people are doing it again. Many who should know better and perhaps need a lesson in fashion media literacy from Professor Gardner. I won’t get into all of that again here, but if you’re going to state that he’s not referencing anything from the house, you should probably make sure you really know what the house did in, say, the ‘70s or early ‘80s. You can not like it all you want!!! But don’t be misinformed.
More on all that can be found here.
The British Fruit Witch arrived with his sexy-ass mullet and mustache and perfect glasses and frilly collar/cuffs and yummy orange jumper to support his friend and dole out amazing hugs, like all good besties do when you have a big day.
I’m surprised the room didn’t combust with collective charm when these two started chatting8.
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While I think H would have shown up for Alessandro’s big show no matter what, I still believe we’re edging ever closer to news about HS4.
Sidebar: Jesus, sir. I hate you. Never stop.
Now, the clothes.
Nicole Phelps at Vogue wrote this of the show and I concur.
Well, that was sensational! After a two-year gap, Alessandro Michele was back on the runway today in Paris, the new man at Valentino. In his absence, fashion has fallen into a quiet luxury funk that we’ve all gotten so used to we didn’t realize quite how good his maximal, more-is-better vibes could make us feel. The mood was ecstatic as people left the show. This crowd is prone to hyperbole, but an overheard remark, “the king is back,” had a ring of truth to it…
Into this atmosphere, Michele sent out 85 looks—modest by the standards of the surprise resort collection he dropped online in June—as eccentric and extraordinary as anything he did for Gucci, but with a lightness, femininity, and exquisiteness of detail that can only be Valentino. In a meeting before the show, Michele said he was in the house’s archives before the end of his first day at the company. “It’s so alive; it’s a place with a lot of history,” he observed. “You can really find inside everything: the ’80s, ’70s, ’60s. For a guy like me who adores analyzing all this stuff, it’s a privilege.”
Some of my personal favorite looks:
Gen X Moment of Zen
I was at the bar at my high school reunion on Saturday night when I saw Frances Bean’s post about her new baby. (She’s married to Tony Hawk’s son, if you didn’t know.) It made my heart warm and fuzzy. It also made me feel 10000000 years old. Mostly warm and fuzzy though.
Ick Me Once
I’m still irritated enough about this to keep it in from back when I started this post.
Talk about a need for a media literacy class. Guys, these things aren’t real. Think about it for two seconds before you post. It’s so embarrassing. Also, you’re literally feeding a platform data when you do those share prompt bullshit things.
Oh, and…
The Princess Diaries 3 is happening for real … Oh no, Kim Richards appears to be in quite a dark place again … I need more details on this Joel Kim Booster vs Shannon Beador situation—and I don’t even watch RHOC. This line from Hunter Harris on NY Mayor Eric Adams made me giggle aloud, “An envelope is too high a bar — Eric Adams would go to the opening of a new Chrome window.” The specificity of using “Chrome” delights me … Hilary Swank is joining Yellowjackets and S1 is now streaming on Netflix … Kamala is doing Call Her Daddy … Sunday Rose Kidman Urban made her runway debut at Miu Miu. I’m low-key obsessed with her mashup accent … Damn Daniel! … A Parent Trap handshake TD celebration is always going to win.
Until next week9, here’s Jen Affleck (Mormon Version) in a video that my friends and I were dissecting to see if maybe she left that creepy husband of hers. Probably not, but we did get an official renewal for Secret Lives of Mormon Wives. MomTok DID survive this. Plus, S2 will have 20 episodes!!!!!! Thank you Angel Moroni + the ghost of Joseph Smith.
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I really need that Gemma Styles book to come out in the US.
Inside my head this sounds just like Taylor singing, “But what if it is?” during "Whose Afraid of Little Old Me?” during the TTPD set at Eras.
Yes, you did correctly sense some judgment there. The loving kind, natch.
Okay, so the vibe shifts over these videos were fascinating while watching in close-to-real time. I was a bit behind on this story initially, but almost live by the end. It was breezy and light or light-adjacent, until it really started to feel like there was a fucking body in there FOR REAL. I was fully on team “Oh I bet a spirit messed up your office to get you to start paying attention to the yard” because of course I was. They were putting a fence in the yard which is how the buried rug was initially discovered and there was talk of trying to dig it up themselves, but it was too deep. Katie made a call to the police being like “I don’t know if this matters or is anything, but…” and a couple of detectives came by. There wasn’t enough at that point to put resources into it from their POV. The story had gained traction and people were going to come help, bring an excavator etc. The local news got involved. Eventually many more police come back and they bring cadaver dogs and BOTH OF THEM SAT ON THE SPOT. So then it becomes a full-on crime scene and it all feels way darker than before. But also, maybe some family is about to get closure. They dig out the rug…NO BODY. Which is a fucked up thing to be disappointed about. I think that maybe somebody was killed on that rug but it was separated from the body by the perps. But that’s just me. Conspiracy theories are all over TikTok because nobody knows how to be normal anymore. I do raise a bit of a side-eye to some of the videos Katie posted after when she said she’d been hacked and “robbed” aka somebody got into her TikTok account and wiped all the money she’d earned from her millions of views. And Chris Olsen helped her get her account back. I don’t know, that part sounds a lil sus and I’ve not reached the threshold where I’d be paid for any video views on the Clock app, but from many I watched it seems like some of that money wouldn’t even be available yet. Though I also think she maybe just wasn’t describing it properly and what was going to come her way was digitally wiped??? I don’t think that means the whole rug story is a lie. We shall see if anything else shakes out.
I have no desire to be IN a mosh pit, but I love to see one in action.
Not that there are any terrible seats in the famous venue that seats about 2300. Though, I will say if you’re ever choosing between balcony and the back part of the ground level—go balcony all the way. If you’re not in the very front sections on the floor, your views are way better up top.
For those who don’t know, Charli is engaged to George Daniel, who is the drummer in The 1975. Matty Healy’s fiancée Gabriette is in the MV for “360” with various other cool girls like Emma Chamberlain, Julia Fox, Chloe Sevigny, Hari Nef, and Rachel Sennott. I will never stop being mad at myself for not saying hi to Gabbriette at The 1975 show here last fall.
Obvs I’m never not thinking about what stories Florence told Andrew about the DWD set…
Really. Promise.