it is like a nesting doll, my life with jackie. a series of anniversaries, each now saturated in its own memories.
because when you write about someone else, you are ultimately writing about yourself.
when you write about someone for twenty-five years, writing about that person is actually you living your life. Continue reading
oh, hello, we back.
2019 is already 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥.
today, class, a close reading of the DM’s article of 16 february 2018, entitled: “Sisters who competed to snare the world’s richest men: Schooled by their mother to seek out power, a new book reveals the jealousy between Jackie O and sister Lee and how they both bedded JFK.”
i mean, just right there, yeah?
if we’re having a reckoning, hey, let’s look at biography.
this is edward klein:
we need to talk about him. Continue reading
well, well. so it’s one of those mornings where i went to bed thinking i’d write about one thing and woke up to discover i needed to write about something else.
because last night this struck me as nothing, beyond its imminent usefulness to me.
so a new jackie book, in the genre of Books Written By Former Employees Post-Jackie’s Death (as opposed to the vair vair more controversial genre of Books Written By Disgruntled Former Employees Whilst Jackie Was Alive), is arriving in the coming weeks.
perhaps you knew this. perhaps you have seen the burst of jackie news in your jackie google news alert. perhaps you joined me in this eyeroll…
and were also like, what the what is going on with everyone caring so much about jackie’s shoes??
so i have been putting this off for daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaays because, HOLY MOSES… i don’t even know.
i mean, that has captured your attention, non? you are RIVETED, right?
let’s dive in.
(via the daily mail)