I genuinely appreciate year-end lists as an opportunity to find new things to enjoy. I get gift ideas from NPR’s Book Concierge (now called “Books We Love”); I keep the spirit of the 90s alive via “best music video” compilations (formerly via Pitchfork); and I rediscover my belief in
For the past 17 years I’ve hosted an annual Christmas Movie Marathon party (full list of films here for those interested). It began as an intimate gathering of turtle doves in a narrow Crown Heights apartment, then graduated to something like an actual holiday party, before mutating briefly into
My sister and I both say that we moved around as adults because we moved around as kids (the product of my parents chasing the best life for their family from Brooklyn to upstate New York, to eventually, Detroit). I’m not kidding: there was a time in my adult
Wyatt Harmon is a Loose Land sibling first and foremost, but he’s also a member of TV Girl, and an avid participant in the LA music scene. We always love to hear his music recommendations and finally, we just had to ask him: “How on God’s once green/
My first car in LA was really more of a personal crying machine. I grew up in Chicago, where driving wasn’t necessary, and learning to drive a stick shift with my mom was not advisable. After many dramatic, emergency break-clutching, teen hormone-laden “driving lessons,” she deemed me unteachable and
I have a confession to make: I went to Las Vegas for last year’s Super Bowl. It happened like this: the 49ers won the NFC championship game, a few friends texted me to say they were going to fly out, and I said something to the effect of: “I
People always say LA lacks seasons. I disagree: there’s awards season (which probably consumes a full 1/3 of the year), jacaranda season (when the floor is littered with purple confetti – my favorite), the hazy days (Gray-pril, May gray, June gloom) – and then there’s summer. When summer hits