So, my previous post about a consciously optimistic outlook on the world didn’t age well, huh? Exhilarated by Thursday’s Brad & Jen reunion for the Fast Times live table read I was almost ready to… More
September Mid-Week Memo
September clearly is onto something. One week in and Keeping Up With the Kardashians is being cancelled. Negroni Week is officially a thing (and ongoing). Venice Film Festival is actually taking place and both Tilda Swinton and Cate Blanchett have already provided plenty of stepping out ahead of Saturday’s awards ceremony. And, apparently being in an open marriage while dating Brad Pitt is possible. (Germans! Always ahead of the game!)
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Notes on Intercultural Mentoring
Eight years ago I made an attempt at returning to work in Finland after several years abroad. It was, to all intents, constructions and purposes a return to the fold of a wandering Finn. It was obviously a breeze: air was fresh, tap-water clean, domestic garbage collection impeccably organised, public authorities had access to the internet and could perform all types of matters online, everybody spoke my language and lunch was had at 11:30.
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How To Dress This Autumn
“I own lots of capes for a person who works from home.” Writer Zadie Smith was discussing Intimations, her latest essay collection, in a podcast when they veered off topic and chatted about pandemic hair and clothing. “I look at the clothes I’d bought before the pandemic and think to myself ‘when am I ever going to be wearing any of this ever again – the amount of sequins… it’s all stage-wear!”
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Hope Springs Eternal
I’m cheating the pandemic misery, hence the delay in updates. If you thought, like Kate Moss, that nothing tastes as good as skinny feels, stand corrected: after months-long house arrest in Central Europe nothing feels as good as having fresh, Nordic sea breeze on one’s mask-free face. There are no exceptions to this rule.
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Treading Water
Greetings from the Pandemic Plateau, a (mainly) mental space where nothing moves. The summer holiday traveling circus is over, the second wave est arrivée and Uranus has gone retrograde, though if you ask me, it feels as if the whole world has been exactly in there since about March.
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A Book To Nod To
I’ve done the literary equivalent of sucking my thumb while listening to a lullaby of my own opinions – Pandora Sykes’ how do we know we’re doing it right? was an experience that had me nod, nod nod from the first essay to last. It was not in vain, though, as I got the validation the end that I am, in fact, doing everything absolutely right.
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