🫖 Tsundoku is my semiregular recommendation column for paid subscribers. Upgrade your subscription to read it in full. Today’s recs are all about fantasies: daydreams, abundance, pastries served with kindness. I hope you enjoy! 🫖
✍️ Femme Seule,
“I moved through faces and names, greetings, pleasantries— the scent of oranges and leather, pairs of eyes fastened and flashing, senses loosening in the icemelt of seventeen-dollar cocktails,” writes the anonymous author of desire lines. To be a woman alone poses many paradoxes, she suggests. Walking in New York is a panopticon of desire and shame. To see and be seen is both a discomfort and a pleasure. By standing alone, the woman becomes abstracted, a fantasy. She stands for an idea of a person—a precarious place, indeed—until the bubble bursts with a pinprick of reality. Can you watch my slushie? You seem like a girl who… The daydream dissolves.
How chic is it to have an anonymous newsletter in this, the year, 2022?