Green traffic lights aren’t green, they’re a turquoise so vivid no screen can show it. As you may have half-noticed over the years, there are real-world colors your monitor can’t reproduce: deep forest greens, glowing deep-sea teals, the impossible blue of a Morpho wing, etc. (Apparently, “we live a life starved of cyans.”) Here’s why, and what to look for when you're out in the real world.
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This book was published in January to a fair amount of internet fanfare and the author was the subject of a New York Times profile two weeks ago, but I’m still here to tell you to read it. I started it on my first official beach day of the summer and was cackling so much my friend had to put her headphones in. Said friend just texted me an hour ago, “Finished Lost Lambs!! Lovedddddddd it. I haven’t had that much fun reading in a while!” Lost Lambs tells the story of the fracturing Flynn family: Bud and Catherine, the parents, who have recently opened their marriage; and their three teenage daughters, Abigail, Louise, and Harper, each of whom embark on their own dysfunctional journeys of individuation. Themes of community, capitalism, and aging are woven into a Wes Anderson-esque package of bon mots and conspiracy theories. A delightful summer read.
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I’m having a real love affair with these Wind Down gummies from Miss Grass right now. The last four to five weeks have been a non-stop whirlwind of birthdays (all my friends are Geminis), championships (Knicks in five!), World Cup matches, and weekend travel, so on the rare nights in, I’ve been mentally and physically checking out as quickly and efficiently as possible by taking a half of a Wind Down before dinner and then dissolving into my couch with an episode each of Widow’s Bay and Rivals. Try one if you’re looking for an easy, feel-good high that hits your body just as gently as it hits your brain.
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I can’t promise this will be my last Knicks-related recommendation (like asking a bird not to fly), and this is admittedly more than a tad late, but I suggest you read this Guardian piece on watching the NBA finals in New York’s most notorious jail, Rikers Island. For all the scenes of New Yorkers coming together in the streets and on rooftops during the last leg of the Knicks’ run, that nearly 2,000 of the roughly 6,000 incarcerated individuals across the water but a world away from Madison Square Garden were able to take part in the citywide experience in some form is, in a small but real way, relieving. After all, regardless of your situation or your crime or your charge, a New Yorker is a New Yorker is a New Yorker.
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As more and more products pivot from plastic packaging to aluminum, I’ve amassed a mini collection of squeeze keys: for my moisturizer, my tomato paste, my styling cream. But I was only recently introduced to the idea of a standing tube wringer which, while less portable, seems wildly more efficient and like a neat and practical little doohickey I’d like to own. Did you know that the original Tube Wringer was invented and patented by John Gill, and that Gill Mechanical, which exclusively manufactures these Tube Wringers (available in models 202, 205 and 401), remains family-owned and operated to this day? And did you know that the Tube Wringer can also be used as a crimper for craft projects, model train roofs, jewelry, and even to extract every last bit of meat out of lobster claws? It really is the little things.
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If you happen to be in Paris right now and looking to beat the heat, or are planning to be this summer (when it’s hopefully not record-breaking temperatures), you should seriously consider paying a visit to one of my favorite museums, the Pinault Collection at the Bourse de Commerce, before Fujiko Nakaya's “fog sculpture” dissipates. Nakaya has been making cloud art out of high-pressure water for more than 50 years, and at 92, she likely isn’t making many more. Evaporative cooling being what it is, it may be the only comfortable air left in the city. On through September 14th.
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