Happy weekend, friends! My fellow Americans, I am of course going to remind you to please make sure you vote if you haven’t done so yet, if it’s possible for you to do so early, and to remind your friends to vote, too! If you plan to vote by mail, please put your ballot in a dropbox/drop it off where applicable, because the mail is such that it might not make it in time, and may not be counted, even if postmarked by election day. You can find out where to do that here. If you are having weird ballot issues or questions that the site doesn’t answer, call the voter hotline at 1-833-336-8683 or text ACCESS to 43367
Do you need an advent calendar? Do you just WANT one? I rounded up a bunch of them.
Chrissy Teigen wrote an incredibly moving essay about her recent pregnancy loss. [Medium]
This Twitter thread was very entertaining. I don’t want to say any more about it.
I think you’ll enjoy this, at T&C: Farewell to a Fifth Avenue Home Famed for Its Old World Elegance and Charm
Important, at the Guardian: Prickly business: the hedgehog highway that knits a village together
A Fug National wrote this incredibly moving and well-done essay for Elle: I Had An Abortion To Save My Son’s Life
At The New Yorker: How to Misread Jane Austen
I’ve been following this news story and it’s pretty interesting: Baltimore Museum Halts Art Sale Amid Escalating Controversy. Please always bring me Museum Drama. [Hyperallergic]
At Vanity Fair: The Low-Key Insanity of The Drew Barrymore Show
This NYT piece about people who scream professionally for movies has a cameo from an old-school Fug Fave.
At Smithsonian: The Strange and Mysterious History of the Ouija Board
At Lainey, we have a PSA: Adele Wants You To Know She’s Single
Related, also at Lainey: Brad Pitt Wants You To Know He’s Single. OMG maybe Adele and Brad Pitt should date!!
While we’re talking about Celeb Relationships: Gwen Stefani & Blake Shelton are engaged after five years together. [Celebitchy]
Really interesting. The Walrus asks: Why Do We See Dead People? I’ve told the story here about how my deceased grandmother used to occasionally come sit on the edge of my bed, the way she did when I was little. (I could not see her, but I felt her sitting down and I smelled her perfume.) It was comforting. (My other grandmother, who was really not a person who would pay a ghostly visit, did come to me in a dream right after her death to tell me to do something, and she was correct.)
Interesting: Why Quibi Was Destined to Fail [Pajiba]
This is so good, at Glossier: The Beauty Of The WNBA. (It’s also really sweet to me how so many women in the bubble got help with upkeep from their teammates.)
Grace did a good candle round-up at The Stripe. I need to stop buying candles!
At Texas Monthly: Remember That Time a Nuclear Weapons Bunker Blew Up in San Antonio?