the sex lives of dead people: elizabeth taylor + everyone edition

come, let us look at this closely.

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and let us begin by noting that, thanks to the oddities of the daily mail‘s online layout, no, this is not liz taylor at 16. it is a marks & spencer’s conspiracy to get us to buy cashmere. Continue reading

women and admin

gender isn’t everything. it also isn’t nothing. which is what our haste to say it isn’t everything tends to imply.

immediately we downgrade it. in trying to make it less important we make it unimportant. so that, to discuss the experience of being a woman, i have to admit that being a woman isn’t the whole of my experience, and yet establish that experience as being valid enough to warrant discussion so that you won’t dismiss me for wanting to discuss it, whilst also making it seem like i don’t think it’s everything to such an extent that you won’t want to read what i’m about to write because (1) you think it doesn’t apply to you or (2) you hate my tone.

to lure you in as a reader, as a writer i must strongly scent this conversation with notes of que sera sera and c‘est la vie.

tone is terribly important when one is a woman.

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the daily mail, what women wear and the way we write about them (emotions via britney spears)

YOU GUYS.

i read the daily mail on the regular because it’s pretty much where all gossip stories start. so i’m aware of the mail’s howshallwesay… COLOSSAL PROBLEMS. but every now and again, there’s an especially egregiously awful article for which britney is required to express the resulting spectrum of emotions.

and yesterday, that was this:

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which made me go:

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writing around hillary rodham clinton: “i wouldn’t call myself a feminist,” feminism and the emotional/cultural/linguistic legacy of the “feminazi”

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a preemptive plea: please do not bombard me with hate because i am trying to find a way to write about someone whose politics you may not agree with and whose personality you may not like.

an anecdote: some months (ie. over one year) ago, i wrote a blog post on how i didn’t think i’d ever get around to writing about hillary clinton directly because writing about hillary clinton directly taps into too much of my own emotional baggage of growing up in the divisive media climate of the early 1990s. you can go read that at the link if you care to or take my word that it was a post about cultural analysis and FEELINGS and how it feels to be a woman and read how women are written about.

my cultural analysis of feelings garnered this comment:

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which was hilarious, but also unnerving. because though this was a mild comment, i’d only written a blog post on my own feelings and could imagine the vitriol if i’d written something more substantial. the post receiving that comment was actually about the lingering effects of seeing the vitriol directed at HRC when i was growing up in the 90s. it is a vitriol i do not want to welcome in my daily life, and it is a vitriol that to this day surrounds HRC. Continue reading

we steal stories

as janet malcolm writes in the silent woman, her MASTERPIECE of biographical criticism, the biographer is “like the professional burglar, breaking into a house, rifling through certain drawers that he has good reason to think contain the loot and money, and triumphantly bearing his loot away.”

i’ve been thinking about life-writing in terms of stealing quite a lot in the fortnight since andrew o’hagan spoke at the conference a colleague and i organized up in oxford on life-writing and celebrity. o’hagan’s question was whether our stories actually belong to us. it is a question to which i would answer wistfully but firmly: no.

(a discussion that i will primarily illustrate with random photos from sarah jessica parker’s instagram, because i’ve recently become obsessed with celebrity instagrams and because ❤ …)

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40 years ago, jackie onassis got a job: reflections on our curious cultural reluctance to seeing first ladies as working women

well, 40 years and some days ago. and, to bring us full circle, this happened to coincide with the aforementioned spate of 1975 rumors that she was hooking up with sinatra, so the story is frequently illustrated in the contemporary papers with a photo from The Night of The Visible Bra Black Striped Jumpsuit and The Suit of a Different Color.

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which, OF COURSE, <3.

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and then justin bieber and ryan seacrest talked about women… WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

(via ryan seacrest on instagram)

(via ryan seacrest on instagram)

whilst i haven’t the time to perform a full close reading on this momentous moment, i do want to draw it to your attention for two reasons…

one specific query: ryan seacrest is aging WELL, right? or is it just me? do i have PhD goggles on because at this point there have been a few pictures i’ve seen where even aristotle onassis looks hot, so it totally could just be me. my tastes are a bit warped at present.

and one more general observation: few things in life or equally compelling in textual and video form. justin bieber’s recent interview with ryan seacrest is one of those rare things that is different yet equally amazing in both formats. Continue reading

harvard and jackie onassis (world’s greatest listener) in vanity fair’s article on an intellectual bromance

jackie-kennedy-1975 so there’s this vanity fair article this month. “How Jackie O Played Matchmaker to Two of America’s Greatest Minds.” it has unsettled me and i’m not entirely sure why so let’s dig in…

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