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While the gettin’s good + a quick hello.

Not that I’m a pusherman, but a deal’s a deal. Wish I knew about this before I bought that sexy, zip up long-sleeved bathing suit last week. I’d hope that it ends up being too small so I have to return it and reorder with the code, but that actually sounds like a bloody nightmare. […]

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2014 J. Mourat “Collection” Rouge Val de Loire Fiefs Vendeens

A blend of Pinot Noir, Cabernet Franc and Negrette from the estate vineyards of Jérémie Mourat in the western Loire Valley. Fruity, floral, minerally and deep…the Collection rouge is one part in a series of three wines—the other two, a rosé that mirrors the composition of the red, and a blended white of Chenin Blanc and Chardonnay. […]

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You unoriginal bastard!

“$1.25, Willie?” Name that reference and you get a burrito. Bonked a presentation over the bean with a rotten tangerine today. Just, BONK. (Not pictured.) Formula dressing for formula nailing. I’m getting the hang of corporate in the same way someone gets the hang of being in a foreign country by just giving up on […]

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Flush to the beat of your own drum.

Hey! Things were getting a little serious around here, so I figured I’d tell y’all a quick story to lighten things up. It’s called “The Follow-Up Flush.” It hails from a small, legendary all-girls’ prep school in Richmond, VA. In an era full of Double Dare, Don Johnson and the Doobie Brothers. These were girls […]

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Tighten your wig.

I’ve been having so many revelations about getting older lately. The most recent was a sort of cracked, hysterical concession. I noted that, contrary to original assumptions about my persona (psychotically competitive and perfectionist), hanging out with people younger than I am was not going to be about competing with them, and definitely not about keeping […]

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The devil and the company man.

  Do you listen to the WTF with Marc Maron podcast? No? It’s my happy place. Incidentally, do you know who Nick Tosches is? I didn’t either—until Wednesday morning when I was driving to work, convinced I wasn’t going to last another three days under the skull-crushing pressure I’ve put myself under as of late. […]

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Monday my way: cresting the weekend wave.

This is rather akin to documenting the trajectory of a really bad chin zit. Because I hate Sundays. I haven’t liked them since as long as I can remember. Melancholy, anti-climatic, full of dread. I had a family friend/professional counselor once suggest I create a Sunday night ritual to look forward to—something to reassign emotion […]

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Bits of January.

  A little bit of December, a little bit of January—my view on the world. Just little things that made me happy along the way—controlling the input and all. Cheers! -C. [Hanging with Eli while he gorged himself on grass, then threw it up inside on the staircase. Florida suits his sensibilities.]

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A pre-end of year admission.

  Man—few better ways to crank in the new year than breaking an old vow: I trolled out on the ‘net. But I swear I’ve got a motive. Let’s start from the top. When I was wee, my dad marched my narrow little ass out onto the front porch and took me by the shoulders. […]

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When life hands you alarm clocks.

[Sparrow blanket skirt from Anthro + T by Alexander Wang classic long sleeved pocket tee + Joie booties + Warby Parker Nash glasses.] …wear clothes to work that are essentially made of blankets, then eyeball everyone all angry, like, “The hell are you doing in my bed, jerkoff?” -C.

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In the weeds.

[Rag & Bone Skinny Repair jeans + Need/Supply Knightsbridge sweater + Sigerson booties.]   In the weeds, guys. In the weeds. Can barely respond to emails, let alone accomplish things I’m responsible for that people pay me to do. When I push the toothpaste out of the tube in the morning, I skip so far […]

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I’m a steady hand, I’m a Dodgers fan.

[Vintage Steppenwolf t-shirt + scalloped cocoon cardigan + black cotton seamed pants + Edelman Louies.] I’m aware that I can be a little boring here. Maybe even a one-trick pony. There are better writers, a multitude of cooler photos to look at, smarter blogs, whatever. But it’s what I can’t say that holds me back. […]

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