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An incredibly picturesque campsite in the Scottish Highlands.

Glenelg, Scotland

1998

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a hint of autumn

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Maybe I’ll end with a short meditation on what Leandra mentions about female friendship: the other day I was sitting across the table from a new female friend and I just thought, man, it’s so much more intimidating to befriend women because I care so much more what they think. I am deeply attached to the women in my life, and I want to impress them, and sometimes I’m a little scared of their judgement. In high school my two best friends were two girls named K and E (hi guys if you see this!!) and I remember us walking with arms linked from class to class, faces bent towards each other as we talked. We talk constantly, we’d do everything together. And we fought a not insubstantial amount. With girls, these questions come up in a way they don’t with men: you are compared to each other by others, you compare yourself to them, you’re way too invested in their choices, you only want the best for them, they get on your last nerve. It can feel claustrophobic. (Elena Ferrante’s Neapolitan quartet is the best depiction of this that I’ve ever, by the way.) But I’ve always felt confident only women can teach me how to be. Like what Leandra said about her belief that “one’s relationship to clothes can be spiritual, deep and raw”—it’s only in reference to other women that I can figure out what my values are, and what I hope that they’ll become.

Ava, Talking about friendship with Leandra Medine Cohen

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one of the many good things about getting older is that your grocery hauls get sexier

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my daily habit of continuing on

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