this’ll be about jackie having died on this day twenty-eight years ago today.
wait for it.
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scattered memories of challenger
what i remember is all of the adults in my life going into the den and shutting the door.
that’s not actually an accurate memory, as it was my mother and ann, our cleaner, and then, later, my dad. but that’s the memory. the adults in a room with the door shut and me, age 4 1/2, on the other side of it.
this was the year after The Year Everyone Died– my friend from next door, my mother’s grandfather, my father’s boss– so we were already, then, somewhat a house in mourning. or, at the very least, a house that had spent a lot of the previous year avoiding discussion of grief and death whilst living submerged within it.
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the pathos of jackie kennedy dolls on etsy, vol. 4, no. 1
this is a thing we historically have done so i’mma just dive right on in.
if you’re like DOCTOR ONLINE WUT EVEN IS THIS, i refer you to my rich seam of informal, doctoral-level scholarship on emotions and dolls: HERE.
ya’ll.
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my life with jackie, redux; or, on melancholy
it is like a nesting doll, all of it. my life with jackie, my writing about jackie. so that when i read the pages i have written about jackie, the whole book i have written on her life, it unpacks a whole series of memories of my own.
where i was when i wrote that sentence.
who i was sitting next to at the british library when i found that quote. (invariably, always, obviously, nanette.)
what i didn’t know was about to happen when i was in that archive.
the feeling of the wind in my hair and the blue blue sky above as i walked home after wandering round the yacht.
it is her life and it is mine.
they are, by this point, so braided up. Continue reading
my life with jackie
it is like a nesting doll, my life with jackie. a series of anniversaries, each now saturated in its own memories.
because when you write about someone else, you are ultimately writing about yourself.
when you write about someone for twenty-five years, writing about that person is actually you living your life. Continue reading
“that one” vs. all those classy, stylish, correct (white) first ladies of yesteryear (emotions via britney)
jackie, janet and lee: “women who existed only to captivate the world’s richest and most powerful men” (emotions via britney)
today, class, a close reading of the DM’s article of 16 february 2018, entitled: “Sisters who competed to snare the world’s richest men: Schooled by their mother to seek out power, a new book reveals the jealousy between Jackie O and sister Lee and how they both bedded JFK.”
i mean, just right there, yeah?
biography has sex problems: edward klein and the c. david heymann dilemma
if we’re having a reckoning, hey, let’s look at biography.
this is edward klein:
(via twitter)
we need to talk about him. Continue reading
and the part of jacqueline kennedy onassis will be played by kim kardashian or taylor swift
well, well. so it’s one of those mornings where i went to bed thinking i’d write about one thing and woke up to discover i needed to write about something else.
(via @kimkardashian)
because last night this struck me as nothing, beyond its imminent usefulness to me.
on jackie’s shoes
so a new jackie book, in the genre of Books Written By Former Employees Post-Jackie’s Death (as opposed to the vair vair more controversial genre of Books Written By Disgruntled Former Employees Whilst Jackie Was Alive), is arriving in the coming weeks.
perhaps you knew this. perhaps you have seen the burst of jackie news in your jackie google news alert. perhaps you joined me in this eyeroll…
and were also like, what the what is going on with everyone caring so much about jackie’s shoes??
an alarming life 
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