Winding down for the year, and not a Mercurial moment too soon, I’m picking up odds and naked ends and cobbling together this slightly salacious post in an effort to combat the doldrums between Christmas and New Year’s Eve/Day. That means a smorgasbord of links, all largely unrelated to anything, and subject to the whim of the blogger – often a dangerous and corrupt thing. An echo chamber of mirrors, if you will, that finds me screaming into a self-made, self-preservationist void of giddy acceptance and inclusion and all things good and cozy and sexy and fun.
Finally, here’s a glimpse into the mayhem of my Instagram feed, which you should totally be following because 2024 will be wild, in the sense that there are no more fucks to give. Are you ready for it all?
