Hi Darling One!
Can you send me a picture of your new straw purse? I'm looking at one--I need to buy it tomorrow if I'm getting it--but I don't want to buy one that Tisch will think is stupid and suburban!! I don't have a smart phone, so I can't send you guys a picture. . .
THANKS!!! Love, Your Mother in Freddy
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BREEZY 
Anne Frank Uncensored
"Until I was eleven or twelve, I didn't realize there was a second set of labia on the inside, since you couldn't see them. What's even funnier is that I thought urine came out of the clitoris…When you're standing up, all you see from the front is hair. Between your legs there are two soft, cushiony things, also covered with hair, which press together when you're standing, so you can't see what's inside. They separate when you sit down and they're very red and quite fleshy on the inside. In the upper part, between the outer labia, there's a fold of skin that, on second thought, looks like a kind of blister. That's the clitoris."
shoutout
I’m a bit frazzled– and running ten minutes late– when I emerge from the gloom of the graffiti-covered stairwell into the gorgeous rooftop of Daniel Sullivan’s Brooklyn-based castle. Both of them are already there– Daniel in mirror aviators and his iconic Prada cowboy boots (with spurs), Dorian in his usual ensemble: red jeans and red Che Tshirt turned inside out so the revolutionary’s face is touching his chest. “It’s like he’s kissing me” he says, by way of a hello, and offers me a smoke. “Are these Cuban?” I say, bringing the long, delicate cigar up to my nose and sniffing it.
We are doing our worst to establish delay. Like love (also illegal) it is needed to go on. Among other things, the Law is spit on and then ignited inside of this pocket.
–Dakotah Savage–
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