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September 5, 2014

K Street Black Rock: Burning Man's Billionaires Row


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September 5, 2014


While most students at Columbia University will spend the first day of classes carrying backpacks and books, Emma Sulkowicz will start her semester on Tuesday with a far heavier burden. The senior plans on carrying an extra-long, twin-size mattress across the quad and through each New York City building – to every class, every day – until the man she says raped her moves off campus.
“I was raped in my own bed,” Sulkowicz told me the other day, as she was gearing up to head back to school in this, the year American colleges are finally, supposedly, ready to do something about sexual assault. “I could have taken my pillow, but I want people to see how it weighs down a person to be ignored by the school administration and harassed by police.”
Sulkowicz is one of three women who made complaints to Columbia against the same fellow senior, who was found “not responsible” in all three cases. She alsofiled a police report, but Sulkowicz was treated abysmally – by the cops, and by a Columbia disciplinary panel so uneducated about the scourge of campus violence that one panelist asked how it was possible to be anally raped without lubrication.
Apparently even an Ivy League school still doesn’t understand the old adage of “no means no”.

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(via Ann Friedman’s excellent weekly newsletter)

While most students at Columbia University will spend the first day of classes carrying backpacks and books, Emma Sulkowicz will start her semester on Tuesday with a far heavier burden. The senior plans on carrying an extra-long, twin-size mattress across the quad and through each New York City building – to every class, every day – until the man she says raped her moves off campus.

“I was raped in my own bed,” Sulkowicz told me the other day, as she was gearing up to head back to school in this, the year American colleges are finally, supposedly, ready to do something about sexual assault. “I could have taken my pillow, but I want people to see how it weighs down a person to be ignored by the school administration and harassed by police.”

Sulkowicz is one of three women who made complaints to Columbia against the same fellow senior, who was found “not responsible” in all three cases. She alsofiled a police report, but Sulkowicz was treated abysmally – by the cops, and by a Columbia disciplinary panel so uneducated about the scourge of campus violence that one panelist asked how it was possible to be anally raped without lubrication.

Apparently even an Ivy League school still doesn’t understand the old adage of “no means no”.

Continue reading "Yes Means Yes"

(via Ann Friedman’s excellent weekly newsletter)

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September 4, 2014

One of the benefits of pregnancy is that the catcalls stop (uh for the most part but there have been a few super-creepy hey sexys and for god’s sake I AM PREGNANT show some respect).

I can just … walk down the street, minding my own business, and expect people to mind theirs.

It’s a fucking miracle.

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September 3, 2014

Hey friends! What are you doing on my birthday? Hanging out with ME?? Awesome! I’ll see you at M & Nick’s Besties bartending night at Ma Peche, benefitting City Harvest. #drinkoneforme (Regram from @momolongplay)

Hey friends! What are you doing on my birthday? Hanging out with ME?? Awesome! I’ll see you at M & Nick’s Besties bartending night at Ma Peche, benefitting City Harvest. #drinkoneforme (Regram from @momolongplay)

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September 2, 2014

This post brought to you by reading “The Story of Land and Sea”*

I have a new theory about pregnancy anxiety — that fear at the pit of your stomach, somewhere below the kicking babe, that never leaves you. Fear about the birth, fear about the baby’s health, just plain fear.

I think it is, in part, an inherited anxiety, passed down like my almond-shaped eyes from mother, grandmother, great-great-great-grandmother. 

My mother died while pregnant, yes, but good god if that wasn’t par for the course not long ago.

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As a pregnant woman you stood an, oh, 10% chance, maybe even more, of dying in childbirth. It was the biggest gamble you would ever take with your health. It was Russian roulette. You might make it out alive, or you might not. A breech birth, an umbilical cord around a neck, a tear in the vagina, any number of now routine  ”complications” — any of these could cause a hemorrhage and that was it. You’re dead on the delivery table, or more likely, in your bed.

I mean lord. Can you imagine being pregnant 100, 150 years ago? (Or being pregnant now without access to basic medical care?) And knowing your odds? Pregnancy would not have been this wondrous thing, a time for looking ahead, a time for imagining her little face, the life you would lead together, the things you would teach her.

Those feelings would have been there, certainly, but they would be tempered by profound uncertainty. You would, if you were rational and thoughtful, make as many provisions for your death as for your life.

So I think that’s part of what is bubbling up in me. A fear bred deep in the bones, in the genes. A survivor’s fear.

* Which you should read, absolutely — it’s a transportative, addictive tale of death and family and slavery and men and women in Revolutionary times — but if you happen to be a pregnant woman … well, it’s not a spoiler to say they (almost) all die.

… we’ve also been watching “The Knick” and good grief that first episode should come with a warning.

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September 2, 2014

luciwithani:

forget angelina’s dress, how great is zahara’s?? 
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So great.

luciwithani:

forget angelina’s dress, how great is zahara’s?? 

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So great.

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August 29, 2014

Anonymous said: I've followed your site for awhile, and have recently moved to NYC. Wondering if you have any tips for a (New) New Yorker? Good dentists, doctors, gyms, etc.

Welcome! New York is just the fucking best. I hope you love it here.

I don’t particularly like my dentist but readers/friends told me the NYC dentists they love (and none of them were in my network). Maybe these work for you?

If you’re a lady, I absolutely loved my old gynecologist, Dr. Mulligan, (lots of my friends go to her — a kind of sisterhood of ladyparts), but then she also went out of network. Readers/friends suggested these as replacements. I’m currently going to CityScape, a group practice, and since I’m pregnant I am there a lot. They’re fine; professional; don’t keep you waiting; etc. If you go there, I’d recommend Dr. Rosenberg, Dr. Halpern or perhaps Dr. Warsheki, who is new to the practice.

I really like my dermatologists, Dr, Strachan and Dr. Tardio (love my Retin-A Micro and those insurance-covered peels! I mean, when I’m not pregnant). 

I haven’t stepped foot in a gym since I discovered Tracy Anderson more than 6 years ago but I do take machine Pilates classes at Sal Anthony Movement Salon, the loveliest Pilates joint in the city. If you go, take one of Sylvia’s classes, which are very Tracy-esque in their challenge-level and creativity. I love her so much.

I absolutely love Tomo the handsome hairstylist, as does everyone I’ve recommended him to. He just switched over to a new salon: Kiyora. I hope he still charges $80 — my sister and I both have appointments tomorrow; I’ll update this post to let you know.

Here’s a random recommendation: it took me years of living in NYC to get up the nerve to try a Chinese massage parlor. While I can’t vouch for them all, for the most part they are clean, non-sketchy, CHEAP, and they hit the spot. I go to Nie’s on East 4th Street for regular massages.

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August 28, 2014

Panda Fakes Pregnancy to Receive More Treats (We're Not Judging)


Shit they found me out.

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August 27, 2014

Anonymous said: Can you share more of your wisdoms re: insecure boy behavior? They are such a GD mystery! How can you tell an assclown from one with potential? I can burn a bridge faster than an unreturned text message. Thanks for your candor, it's medicine! xo

Candor can be medicine, can’t it? Well I don’t know if this qualifies as wisdom but I do subscribe to the he’s just not that into you philosophy. A guy who’s in it to win it is unmistakable. A guy who’s not is also unmistakable (as you said in your other message — you already know the answer to the question). 

M. and I were talking about this last night and he said something he’s said often recently — I always knew we’d get married and start a family. And I knew it, too. (We uh had sex for the first time 10 years to the day after I lost my virginity and this was so significant to me because a. I am a fucking NERD and b. I knew he’d be the last.) However: we put each other through hell. I regret all the time we wasted fighting. 

But through it all, I knew he wasn’t an assclown. I wasn’t 100% sure we’d ever get our shit together, but I knew we both wanted to. We always turned back to each other. Without that, it would have ended long ago.

So, either that’s happening for you now or it isn’t. You know what to do.

(And please be sure you really, really like him. That you delight in him, even. That is the most sure sign of potential I know.)

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August 27, 2014

Oh my god I can’t wait to be a mommy.

Yesterday Gena gave me (ok, she gave Baby) a Kate Moss paper doll set which launched me on an Ebay quest to snap up as many Peck-Gandre paper dolls as I can. I was obsessed as a child (I hope she lets me play with them!!). I am totally going to be a paper doll stage mom.

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