FRIDAY FOURTEEN ISSUE 22

February 7, 2020
This week: an Instagram account of interior design fails, why being organised is a form of self-care, opinions about fonts, a book that imagines what Hilary Clinton’s life would have been like she hadn’t married Bill, the optimum length of naps, and more.

Hello! Your February horoscope is here and it knows why January sucked

“We are living in a world where skiing on a volcano in July is more plausible than skiing if you’re fat.”

This guy on Twitter asked people to share a story about themselves that sounds like a lie but is absolutely true and OH MY GOD THESE STORIES YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE (This one!! Went to Hong Kong in 08 and a prostitute stole my wallet as I slept. Went back to HK in 2011 and saw her on the street she took me to her pad and gave me my wallet back. We’ve been married for 6 years.)

Wait… not everyone has an internal monologue?

Lizzie is obsessed with this Instagram account of interior design fails (gawk at the pictures, stay for the comments)

A new dinner document on eating in Rome (“Back at the table after a long nap; crisps, delicately sharp blue cheese from her favourite wine stall in Testaccio market, slices of cured sausage. An exquisite jar of preserved zucchini in oil made by her friend and collaborator Carla Tomasi. Toast grilled on the stove rubbed with garlic, salt and aromatic Sicilian olive oil and delicious natural sparkling wine. Italian and British politics and gossip and writing and books.”)

So into this app

An oldie but a goodie: Why being organised is a form of self-care (“A lot of people think of self-care as something that’s done in a nail salon or on a massage table once a month, but for me, it’s something that can be done frequently, one new Google calendar event, addition to my to-do list, or auto-pay bill at a time.”)

One woman explains why she stopped at just one child

Turns out a lot of people have a lot of opinions have fonts (Personally, Vanessa feels passionately about Arial 11, while Lizzie is a Helvetica 12 kinda girl. And always single-spaced. Always)

Turns out there’s such a thing as the Silent Book Club and yes, we’d like to join, please

Pre-ordering this immediately: Curtis Sittenfeld’s new book Rodham imagines what Hilary Clinton’s life would have been like if she refused to marry the man who would become president (“At the beginning, Rodham follows what really happened – after Wellesley College she gets into Yale Law School, where she meets Bill Clinton and they fall in love. They have a great relationship, and when he moves back to Arkansas to run for [election] she follows to help with his campaign. He asks her to marry him. She says no. He asks her again. She says no. So far, that’s the truth – what’s in her memoir. But the third time, she says yes, and in this novel she says no, and they go their separate ways.”)

Tiny love stories

Nap lovers, apparently the optimum nap length is 10 minutes and if you’re snoozing for more than 30 you’re fucked (“A study that compared naps lasting 5, 10, 20, and 30 minutes found that a 10-minute nap was the most effective, as it provided immediate improvements in vigour and cognitive performance for up to 155 minutes.”)