2020: Wherein My Mask Wardrobe Starts To, As The Kids Say, Slap.
Happy Tuesday, darlings! Wherever you are, and whatever state of re-opening your locale is in, I hope you are doing the good and kind and safe thing, and wearing a darned mask. “But Amy,” you ask. “I shan’t wear a mask unless it goes with my dress-up sweats.” Don’t worry, I’ve got you covered, as my mask wardrobe grows and grows:
Paloma - Hayes Valley designer making simple masks out of gorgeous and sturdy fabric. The masks fit well, ship quickly, and the Paloma team is absolutely lovely to interact with.
Mrs. Hewko - Calgary, AB-based designer, for when you’re feeling feline and need a “pink leopard flannel” face mask, because WHY THE HECK NOT, MY LOVES, think “responsible social interaction, but make it Betsy Johnson.”
Homesite - Vogue recommended this gorgeous toile mask set, so there’s no way any of us is going to be able to get ahold of them any time soon, but I am IN LOVE.
Tired of Winning - For those sassy politicos out there, this store’s for you. Because I wanted a mask that screamed “I wish more people had phone banked in 2016” (yes, friends, I am still bitter, and am looking forward to receiving my “BUT HER EMAILS” mask.)
TO THE INTERNET!
Per usual, I agree with Kara Swisher: Twitter Must Cleanse the Trump Stain.
Watch out, entrepreneurs: FotM Hunter is (rightfully) coming for your competitive 2x2 grids.
Under GDPR, a grandmother has been ordered to delete photos of her grandkids posted without parental permission. And you know what? I kind of agree despite the potentially troubling censorship implications, especially since “The mother of the children had asked several times for the pictures to be deleted.” Basic moral of the story? Don’t post social media content of others, and don’t be a jerk when someone asks you to take them down.
Did you know that there are homes in LA filled with teens/young adults filming Tik Toks whilst quarantined and if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be off in the corner realizing that maybe I’m an introvert, because that sounds terrifying and awful and apocalyptic.
“In general, one person can safely operate (eat) an apple unassisted. A military submarine, by contrast, “takes about 130 people to run”. And finally, Caity Weaver is just so darned good at the thing: To Compare an Apple to a Submarine (subhead that made me snort: “Perchance to dream?”) h/t FotM Daniel for this absurdist romp.
Y’all are lovely. Be kind to each other.