Spotted Dick, or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying… I first spotted my husband Richard (or Dick, or Dickie) on the night bus, on another night of shuttling across…
Creamy Margins, Fisticuffs, and a Cow-Print… Fuck off. And just like that… Succession has ended. The battle royale for Waystar Royco saw GoJo victorious, and…
Can We Resolve to Let New Year’s Resolutions Go? Happy new year. It’s the 11th (pipers piping) day of Christmas, and the great fuck-it holiday season is coming to…
The Amazing Audacity of Anna Delvey Raise a negroni sbagliato with prosecco in it, Anna Delvey is a free woman. We all know the story of Delvey (real…
Why I’m Embracing the Chintz and Camp of the… This weekend, London will come to a standstill as hordes of subjects are kettled in front of Buckingham Palace for…
The Broken System That Allowed Kyle Rittenhouse… Like most everyone, I am feeling some kind of way about the Kyle Rittenhouse verdict, and I don’t know what to do…