Smart, strong-willed, opinionated. Someone once told me I'm "the kind of high maintenance that's worth it," and I thought that was pretty nice.
The underground scene I most wish I had been a part of is Warhol's Factory. Creatives, intellectuals, Lou Reed, and lots of amphetamines. I'd be down.
Did you know Lauren Bacall was a Jewish girl from Brooklyn? Then she went on to marry Humphrey Bogart and died, just before her 80th birthday, alone with her dog in the Dakota.
I'm not boring. Please don't be boring.
Taking the dog on long walks. Reading good books (I write non-fiction, but I read mostly novels). Coveting nice clothes I can't afford; hoarding secondhand two-ply cashmere. I've been working intermittently on a hand-sewn quilt for about a year now. Also, cooking good things and freezing them in individual portions. Eating dollar oysters. Drinking wine and whiskey.
I get the New Yorker. Talk of the Town is my favorite, but I also love reading 30,000 word articles on, like, elevators or some shit. I also just subscribed to the Economist, because it's a great way to learn about what's happening in the world outside the US.
In contrast, love terrible reality TV. Will never get enough Real Housewives. Also: The Americans, Stranger Things, Orphan Black, Black Mirror, Intervention, UnReal.
Food: Artichokes. Gummies. A good roast chicken. Black licorice wheels. Soup. Oysters and champagne, always.
The three men I'd like to go back in time to sleep with:
William Shatner, 1969
Bob Dylan, 1970
Paul Newman, 1967
Oh, and Bowie, duh.
Felt tip pen
Dresses with floral patterns
A good book
But the only thing I would rescue from a fire would be my dog. I can live without anything else.
I'm a homebody. I mostly just like sitting at home with my dog, drinking Manhattans, and watching some documentary about cults or drag queens on Netflix.
You want to have a few drinks and talk about silly things for a few hours.
You like doing nothing.
You're a man in his 30s with a beard. Or gray hair. I will be inexorably attracted to you.
You appreciate bitches with attitude.
Don't bother if you live in New Jersey, or Queens, or the Bronx. Too far. Staten Island goes without saying. Also, I don't do camping. Or vegans.