iishtar
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iishtar · 3 months ago
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I was frightened by God. I could not believe in His love, only in His punishment. Faith. That, I felt, was the act of facing the tribunal of justice with one's head bowed to receive the scourge of God. I could believe in hell, but it was impossible for me to believe in the existence of heaven.
Osamu Dazai, No Longer Human
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iishtar · 3 months ago
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Articles no. 29
False Labor by Lena Dunham Harper's November 2020
Hostile Love by Judith Thurman The New Yorker August 2020
Anna Burns' Booker Prize-Winning Milkman Offers Some Hope But No Change by Maddie Crum Vulture December 2018
A new retrospective pays homage to Hélène de Beauvoir: the artist history forgot by Alice Vincent Harper's Bazaar January 2025
A Vibe Shift Is Coming by Allison P. Davis New York Magazine February 2022
How Mexican Restaurateurs Are Taking the Lead on Immigration Activism in NYC by Kayla Kumari Upadhyaya Eater April 2019
There's a Name for the Undereye Filler Complication Everyone Is Talking About by Taryn Brooke Allure February 2024
A Brief Cultural History of Bratz by Beatrice Hazlehurst W June 2021
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iishtar · 3 months ago
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Monahan reassured me that it’s okay not to survive the shift. We all have permission to stay stuck at whatever makes us feel comfortable, and if that’s in 2016 or 2012 or 2010, that’s fine.
Allison P. Davis, A Vibe Shift Is Coming
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iishtar · 3 months ago
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Art is selfish. Anyone who lives with an artist will attest to that. It’s full of contradictions. On one hand, we’re so vain that we expect people to read all of this stuff that we have written. And on the other hand, there is nothing more humbling than the reception of that work.
Percival Everett [x]
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iishtar · 4 months ago
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Perhaps readers venture so readily outside because what they experience in solitude gives them confidence. Perhaps reading is a prototype of independence. No matter how much one worships an author, Proust wrote, “all he can do is give us desires.” Reading somehow gives us the boldness to act on them. Such a habit might be quite dangerous for a democracy to lose.
Caleb Crain, Twilight of the Books
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iishtar · 4 months ago
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Articles no. 28
The Fashionable Woman by Eliza Lynn Linton Vestoj
Why Men Should Read 'Cool Girl' Lit by Jonathan Russell Clark Esquire November 2024
Have a Happy New Year. Or You Will Die by P. E. Moskowitz Mental Hellth December 2024
It's the Stupidity, Stupid by P. E. Moskowitz Mental Hellth December 2024
A Nation of Online Incel Losers by by P. E. Moskowitz Mental Hellth December 2024
Your Parasocial Dream Girl Won't Save You by Molly M. Pearson Mental Hellth October 2024
Fascism as a Form of Self-Hatred by P. E. Moskowitz Mental Hellth February 2025
A Pre-Dawn Daal Fry in Karachi by Annie Ali Khan Roads and Kingdoms July 2016
Saint Levant Wants You to Call Him Marwan by Hannah Jackson Vogue February 2025
Mosque & Memory by Annie Ali Khan Tanqeed November 2014
The more effort and calculation put into the performance, the harder it becomes to portray oneself as one desires, so if you think it’s giving Didion or Babitz, you are delusional.” by Safy Hallan-Farah Deez Links April 2024
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iishtar · 5 months ago
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Articles no. 27
My Nights Among the Almost It-Girls by Marlowe Granados Nylon February 2024
To Glamour and Risk by Marlowe Granados From the Desk of Marlowe Granados January 2025
The Ceasefire Deal Makes It Obvious: Biden Failed by Noah Lanard Mother Jones January 2025
How Trump Scared Netanyahu Into Accepting a Ceasefire Deal with Hamas by Amos Harel Haaretz January 2025
Trump's Gift to Israel by Alon Mizrahi Alon Mizrahi January 2025
Can a ceasefire end settler colonialism? by Muhannad Ayash Al Jazeera January 2025
The exposure of Bianca Censori's body is contrasted with the enigma of her mind by Moira Donegan The Guardian February 2025
Twilight of the Books by Caleb Crain The New Yorker December 2007
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iishtar · 5 months ago
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Awarapan, dir. Mohit Suri, 2007
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iishtar · 5 months ago
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Every beautiful boy is an Icarus seeking the Apollonian sun. He escapes the labyrinth only to fall into nature's sea of dissolution.
Camille Paglia, Sexual Personae
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iishtar · 5 months ago
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A defining It factor is never changing yourself for someone else, and today’s It Girls seem to metabolize fickle fandom in a way my generation would have benefited from. They post through it all. In a culture where young women are guaranteed to be watched and perceived, it’s hard not to savor the small control they have over their own image, authored by themselves. It’s hard not to hope that, one day, when the fog lifts and attention wanes, they’ll tell us what they saw.
Marlowe Granados, My Nights Among the Almost It-Girls
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iishtar · 5 months ago
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Glamour isn’t a look, it’s lived in. It hints at secret resources no one else has access to. It’s the accumulation of varied experience, which is the only way anyone actually looks good in clothes. You can’t build style from looking at someone else, you can build it from living in your clothes and loving them. The way to build confidence is handling rejection with grace (take it or leave it, baby). If not grace, make art from the feelings. The most confident people are those that are fine with being rejected. An untested confidence is a childish, hollow shade of vanity. Take off the shackles you’ve put on yourself worrying about what other people think of you. It’s all about glamour, pathos, grit! You can’t have one without the other, and without courage there is no heroism.
Marlowe Granados, To Glamour & Risk
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iishtar · 6 months ago
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Articles no. 26
Erotic Capital or Personal Capital? by Graham Scambler
What Carmela Soprano Taught Me about Womanhood by P. E. Moskowitz Vulture March 2021
Two Girls, One Hollywood by Jenn Pelly i-D November 2024
A nuanced glimpse into the cloistered world of Kabukicho by Kris Kosaka The Japan Times November 2023
Eve Babitz and Joan Didion: Inside the relationship between L. A.'s iconic writers by Barry Pierce Hero Magazine November 2024
Was Casual Sex Always This Bad? by Emily Leibert The Cut September 2024
What the Palestine solidarity movement learned in 2024 by James Greig Dazed December 2024
On Routines by Najma Sharif Inconvenient Taste
Literary Assassin by Lili Anolik Vulture November 2024
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iishtar · 6 months ago
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Being surrounded by a stranger’s belongings and seeing how they organized their world with such detail often moves me. It also gives me second-hand grief. It feels too intimate to be privy to—who am I to be thumbing through their life in clothes?
Marlowe Granados [x]
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iishtar · 6 months ago
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Where you at? ★ @itsPeteski on instagram
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iishtar · 6 months ago
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“I did not want their prayers, nor my name in their mouths. I wanted to scrub myself in the sea until the blood showed through.”
— Madeline MIller, Circe (via sihafat)
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iishtar · 6 months ago
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Khuda aur Mohabbat (2011)
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iishtar · 6 months ago
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There is no better place to keep a secret than in an unfinished novel.
Italo Calvino, The Castle of Crossed Destinies
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