Curiouser and Curiouser

Curiosa is fascinating. It’s by an artist who collects the detritus of fame, death, and other aspects of life, and groups them in interesting ways. He has a communion wafer from JFK’s funeral, a straw with Monica Lewinsky’s lipstick from the Barbara Walters interview, mortician’s eye caps (which are sharp on one side to keep a corpse’s eyes from popping open), and countless other bits of not-quite-trash. Amazing.

Eau De Poached Salmon

When I wear perfume, I usually wear lemon verbena, sometimes vanilla. My favorite lipstick tastes sweet and smells like chocolate. Bryan’s mom was getting me some lotion as a gift and asked Bryan what kind of perfumes I like. He said, “She likes to smell like food.”

Apologies

From Vendela Vida’s interview with Susan Straigt in The Believer:

BELIEVER: You told me earlier that that your middle daughter, Delphine, told you about a boy in her class who touched a girl, uh, where she didn’t want to be touched. How’d you respond?

SUSAN STRAIGHT: I asked her what she was going to do if that happened to her, and she asked, with this trace of malicious glee, Can I hit him? I said, No, cause then you’ll get in trouble for fighting. And I showed her how to throw that mean elbow that catches them in the jaw and the ear. I gave her the line to say after: Oh, you startled me, and I’m sorry you’re bleeding now.

Forethought

I grab this week’s New Yorker and settle in for a long soak in the tub. When I’m finished with the profile on Noam Chomsky, I set my magazine down and begin to wash my face. After the first splash of water, I realize that I’m still wearing my glasses.