Anyone who has tried to coax something sensible out of me for the past month will know that I have been involved in a seemingly all-consuming little project: a wedding. It took place on April 1st and it was magical.
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Why Indigo-blue wine is verboten
A Texan bill that would fine men $100 for masturbating
Wool: less jumper, more art
Why the Himba, a nomadic tribe living in Namibia, see details more clearly and filter out distractions more accurately than other people
S-Town. Have you listened to it yet? If not, why not?
A beautiful essay by a dying woman explaining why some other woman may, one day, be lucky enough to marry her widower
Stephen Bayley argues that ugliness is a virtue
My review of a wonderful documentary follows three inhabitants of Uncertain, a dying Texan town some 100 miles south-west of Hope
One day soon the Queen will die. The plan in place for this event is exacting
Vladimir Nabokov, a synesthesiac, really liked the word ‘mauve‘
How Everett Raymond Kinstler got eight presidents to sit still
The nude photos taken of 20th-century American prep school pupils in the name of self-improvement
An oldie but a goodie: men and women see colour differently