I'm a spiritual warrior with Stevie Nicks
When it comes to cryptoid wildlife, I’ve never really connected with any of the big names out there like the Loch Ness Monster or Bigfoot. Too solitary and not enough going on for them. Oh, you’re tall and hairy and hate socializing? Damn, you’d love my ex AMIRITE LADIES!!!!?
That all changed when I learned of the Loveland Frog. These lovable 3-foot tall bipedal amphibians seem social and surprisingly friendly. And I really like how lowkey the Loveland Frogs are. They don’t feed into their own mythology. They’re just livin’ and lovin’ life as best they can, trying to lay low (only four sightings ever!) and waving around a magic wand. That’s fuckin’ cool man. We have no choice but to stan this absolute legend.
Theme music for this newsletter +Pigeon Report
Hmm maybe this newsletter’s theme song?
Are you okay? Checking in on my favorite d-listers
I can confidently say I would pay every single dime in my bank account (it’s literally just empty with a few pigeon feathers floating around now) to read Stevie Nicks’ diary. So, it was with great joy that I read this post from Stevie:
I’m sorry but if the prospect of Stevie Nicks spinning around in a cape and suede platform heels is not enough for you to wear a mask you honestly deserve COVID-19. I mean it. You have two options: 1) Be a spiritual warrior with Stevie or 2) Die. Now make your choice.
Answer: You will ONLY be okay if you follow her advice.
The weirdest shit I saw on Craigslist recently
I wonder if I should start using Craigslist to get people to call my phone every time, I lose it (which is approx. 15 times a day)
Hints from Hellouise
I have many hopes for the future that have to do with the well-being of humanity and then I have other hopes for the future that are completely vapid. Specifically, I think a lot about how much I hate the early-aughts minimalist décor and yearn for a future where we just revel in tchotchkes and art and books and records at home if they are complete drag when moving. An excellent example of my dream home here:
The creativity! The nuttiness!
With my own home I like to fill every available space with something interesting, something artful to catch someone’s eye. Like my impressive California Raisins collection.
The main issue I encounter when trying to get up art is that frames are so expensive, when it dawned on me, I could just use clothespins, and I think the effect is quite charming:
These are old Pet Rescue posters (the DIY venue my boyfriend™ used to run) and it had been making me so sad for so long that they languished behind a desk. So, my hint for you is…for god sake please don’t leave any white space in your home.
Shit you really ought to read
On radical Instagram aesthetics. “Hustle Culture” is a god damn disease. Maybe rich people should just…not say anything right now?