Mid-century finds for people too busy to find their own taste & content recs!
Or, "That's what the money's for," didn't mean more mid-century bar carts.
I know, I know. Don Draper is cool. I worked in advertising for nearly a decade, and worked amongst comedy writers for another, AND lived in LA in the mid-aughts where I shared a few drinks with mid-aughts Jon Hamm, so TRUST ME, I know that Don’s tiny cocktail glasses with big ice cubes and 1960’s bar carts are very cool. I’m not saying they aren’t. I’m just saying, my husband and I are watching a beautiful show about beautiful wine people (more on that in Content Recs), and one of the main characters walks into a hip Tokyo Soho-House-type place MULTIPLE times where I spotted more than one lighting fixture that was shamelessly West Elm.
Maybe it’s my digital media algorithm, that knows I (shamefully) once considered their mid-priced walnut-stained consoles to be aspirational, but I am so friggin’ sick of the suggestion that all that 1950’s-era design is the greatest. I’m over it! It’s just so…easy. So, baby’s first Adult Purchase, like an influencer with a Chanel bag. And….brown. OK, so now you have context while I’m momentarily catty:
Mid-Century Modern Finds For Those Too Busy To Find Their Own Taste
Nothing says you recently raised funding for your baby carrier start-up like atomic legs of this Otio Toscana Tan Walnut Lounge Chair.
This daybed may not be comfortable (it isn’t), but with it’s hand-crafted teak and clean lines, everyone will know you know who Herman Miller is.
Adored by WME lounges and investment bank lobbies alike, this stylish pair of Barcelona chairs are a steal at $7,974 USD, for anyone who has been way to slammed finding new use cases for AI to find/date a decorator.
4.This is not a lamp. Well, it is in the sense that it’s lighting in an outfit, but it’s more a beacon to your network that you’re doing well and have a subscription to, but not yet read, Architectural Digest.
This one is actually called the “Draper Media Console.” If you see this, please report it to your closest NYU RA and tell them you feel unsafe.
What else…what else?
Something to read: “Funny Story,” the latest Emily Henry rom-com book hits the shelves this week. I’m not saying read it (what I’m actually reading, “When Breath Becomes Air,” the posthumously-published memoir of Paul Kalanithi, a neurosurgeon diagnosed with Stage IV lung cancer, is basically the opposite), I’m saying it’s; out, it’s light, it’ll sell 1 Million+ copies, and I’m jealous. The sad one was a Pulitzer Finalist, and I read most of it in a day. The Emily Henry one would probably make a good chaser; I’ve been using increments of “You’ve Got Mail,” currently on Netflix.
Something to watch: “Drops of God” (Apple+), basically the entire cast is models with great denim game, the settings are “White Lotus”-level gorgeous, and the story is a classic competition: who will win the $140 Million wine collection and Tokyo House/cover of Dwell of the staggeringly handsome wine guide magnate? His only daughter, Camille, or is favorite student with the jawline and floppy hair of a J-pop star? Only a series of elaborate wine-related tests will tell.
Something to think about: This article in the new New Yorker sheds lights on some new “rizz-generating” apps Gen-Z apparently uses to write their dating app profiles, and even AI-generated partners (ie, an AI “rock-star boyfriend” one can pretend to have). Is this depressing or comforting? Having gone out with a musician or two, personally, I feel pretty confident that an AI would be more emotionally available, but likely on tour less, which would make it even more depressive than the real ones? And is the female equivalent an AI-model? Because this is New York and guys can date actual models who are probably better for the environment and can help you get into better restaurants. Something to think about.