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Mazzy felt excited and a little secretive when she scrolled through the website’s pages, clicking through sections separated by clothing type and other categories. Tops. Bottoms. Festival Essentials. The models were so beautiful, their torsos were long and hard and their lips were full and unfocused. 




I’m sure the cartoon caption is her most-read work. In the last two books I happened to read, Ex-Wife and Miss Lonelyhearts, Ursula Parrott’s semi-autobiographical protagonist edits a department store catalogue and Nathanael West’s titular character is not a miss but a man, working as a women’s advice columnist.

Each day I prostitute myself in the store of dreams to sell the jouissance that the PINK clientele expect. The storegirls have to make four SPH (Sales per hour) each six hour shift. I’m the one who helps them make a thirteen year old girl’s dream come true






















“When I wrote I Love Dick I had been living with Sylvère for years, immersed in his world of critical theory. But I wasn’t an academic, and I had many other friends and experiences too,” Kraus explains. By melding critical theory with colloquial language, Kraus’ writing adapts an inherently high-low approach.
Something interesting happened in Banana Republic’s gradual transition from creating and selling a dream of travel and adventure to what it has become today.  
I start with a portrait of the character. Age, profession, wealth, relationship status, these are the obvious things to first consider. Then location. City or countryside? What are their aspirations? How do they shop? Do they wear hand-me-downs? 

 It’s been a very interesting ride and work really isn’t everything. Most crucially as a skilled creative you learn to have income flowing in 52 weeks a year despite not having an office job. You work strict office hours and you secure the bag. 
The question is: Where is the site of the creative act? It's no longer just in producing content or producing fashion. It's either in the group of people who, as Olivia says in our episode, see something on, for instance Shein or Temu, and then identify something about it some type of characteristic that feels part of the style expression they want to make. 


















LA feels like a different city every time I visit it
still so stupid I can't believe people actually live here
maybe i just haven’t seen the bits of it that make it make sense
I like the boys in their jeans in Pasadena
that makes sense

Decrepit time clock. I sewed it back into my chest and left before the girl woke up. She’s nice and I didn’t want to scare her with my gore. Luckily she was too high to even acknowledge the protrusion. It was 5am and I was already running out of time but I like to teeter on the line of losing light like this… 






I thought the clock inside my chest would inspire me but it taunts me. I feel more than ever before and I can handle it all for less. I have 100k beats left in me and they’ll surely be gone if I set my eyes on her again.