This week I mentioned Andy Warhol in conversation with someone and they asked their self, aloud, “Why does that name sound familiar?” and I knew, in that moment, we would most likely never talk again (still true, so far). Otherwise pondering dopamine fasting, deleting instagram & dating apps, the return of Loafer Shaka, checking out the Harvard undergrad architecture thesis projects made me miss being in school, getting back on my skincare, taking sweatshirts to the tailor, going to the movies alone more often this summer, I saw Enys Men and nothing makes me want to make a good movie like watching someone else’s bad movie. Caffeinated and exfoliated, SD
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