Woke Vests, And Other Anthropomorphized Clothing I Can Get Behind.
Cuties! A heads up: I’m heading to New Orleans this weekend to visit my dear cousin Anna, so there will be no Missive tomorrow as I get as much work done as possible before I head to the airport. I’m going to try and get a reading list out on Friday since y’all know I’ll be consuming that sweet sweet #content anyways, but please forgive me if I’m in a beignet coma and can’t type with my powdered sugar-crusted claws. And hey, send restaurant recommendations! Knowing of course I will only be there for three days and can only fit so many baked goods into my corporeal form.
INTERWEBS, AHOY!
Today in corporate PR stunts that I can get behind: Patagonia Is Refusing To Sell Its Iconic Power Vests To Some Financial Firms. There is something *chef’s kiss* delicious about Patagonia being like nah, we’re not going to personalize a bulk order of vests for you, you naughty investment bank that rely on us for your unofficial employee uniform. Essentially, Patagonia will only offer large corporate/customizable orders for non-profits and B Corporations. Which of course means the company is getting more selective, which will tighten supply and increase scarcity and drive up prices HAVE I EXITED MY ECON 101 FEVER DREAM YET.
Today, in headlines I wouldn’t have understood five years ago: Arizona Beverages knocked offline by ransomware attack.
Today, in headlines I sure as heck wouldn’t have believed five years ago that I’d see in 2019: YouTube Decides to Leave Neo-Nazi Propaganda Online.
Hey, remember NXIVM, the secretive sex cult headed by sentient pomade Keith Raniere? Welp, the pleas are coming in and quell surprise, folks are singing.
And finally, did y’all know there was an upcoming Joaquin Phoenix-version of the Joker? Because I was unaware. And while I will gladly take a new Phoenix take over another Leto garbage show, can someone check in with DC studios? Are they ok?
That’s it, that’s all. Take care of each other.
Xoxo Amy