I don’t know if you’ve ever read Fan Fiction by Tavi Gevinson but this reminds me of a part when a fictionalized Taylor Swift writes an email to Tavi, the character:
“I understand that my life is extraordinary…But what feels inauthentic to you feels inauthentic to you because if it were you telling 80,000 people that you love them, it might be inauthentic. Maybe there are things you do as a writer or an actor that another person would find too vulnerable to be believed, but that doesn’t mean you’re being fake.”
Which is to say, loving everything doesn’t make you less credible. It is an incredible gift, and often a lucky consequence of having parents that love you, as you so astutely point out. To be able to easily summon joy and enthusiasm is to be alive to everything.
It is an infectious and life-affirming way of being. In our social media era, it’s all too easy to declare things performative. We ought to be more critical of our own detection software and understand that those around us have different operating systems that lead them to experience life differently.
From my perspective, to love easily while maintaining a critical sensibility is the combination that makes life at once beautiful and full of wonder.
holy shit. so to start, this might be my favorite comment i've ever received. i love that you thought of this reference—i haven't read it but know the reference—and you summed up the sentiment SO perfectly. how difficult it must be to live a life devoid of confidence and self-satisfaction that one finds it necessary to comment on someone else's perception and navigation of love. "and understand that those around us have different operating systems that lead to different outcomes." - YES!!!!! you're amazing thank you for sharing this i love (ha) everything you said and could not agree more. happy valentine's day 🤍🤍
I was not raised by loving parents but the universe made up for it with my grandmother — absolute karmic gold, the most beautifully warm, selfless, ridiiiiculously in love with the world, full of childlike wonder until the day she died.
She was delighted EVERY YEAR when I mailed her a Valentine’s card and she opened her mailbox to find the red or pink envelope.
She was never much of a drinker but in her final years she took to buying a bottle of pre-mixed sangria which she kept in the mini fridge of her seniors apartment. When I visited (before I stopped drinking), she would pull some gorgeous tiny crystal glasses from her china cabinet and pour us each a cheeky afternoon cocktail.
She also loved leopard print and dressing up for holidays and her one tube of Clinique lipstick.
Her life was modest by many standards but she loved what she had, took immaculate care with her possessions and with peoples’ hearts.
God I miss her.
Thank you for helping me conjure these memories today. 💝❤️ Happy Valentimes!
thank you for sharing—what special memories. i lost my grandmother this year and she sounds a lot like yours. she was full of whimsy and childlike wonder and was so so young at heart. i love that you shared this because now i'm thinking of MY grandmother. i hope they're enjoying sangria up there with lipstick on (always, always lipstick on). xxx
I love THIS! I’ve gotten that same “observation” (derogatory) from people before. And all I have to say is that I love being a lover & I’ll never change 😌💞
I LOVE THIE!! I never understood why it’s so “bad” to have so many favorite things. People always say “if everything is your favorite, if everything is the best, then nothing is really your favorite and nothing is really the best.” Why not? Why can’t I live a life in the pursuit of maximized optimism, where the Joy Chart is an exponential curve that goes up? Why can’t I have 14 favorite desserts and 16 movies that I claim are ‘the best’?? I LOVE THIS. Thank you for sharing and inspiring and continuing the grow the cult that is The Lovers!
I love being here and get so excited every time I receive an email about your new post! and I love that you were the first one I immediately subscribed to after reading your purple jeep story!!! so much love in my life and to this world <333
I don’t know if you’ve ever read Fan Fiction by Tavi Gevinson but this reminds me of a part when a fictionalized Taylor Swift writes an email to Tavi, the character:
“I understand that my life is extraordinary…But what feels inauthentic to you feels inauthentic to you because if it were you telling 80,000 people that you love them, it might be inauthentic. Maybe there are things you do as a writer or an actor that another person would find too vulnerable to be believed, but that doesn’t mean you’re being fake.”
Which is to say, loving everything doesn’t make you less credible. It is an incredible gift, and often a lucky consequence of having parents that love you, as you so astutely point out. To be able to easily summon joy and enthusiasm is to be alive to everything.
It is an infectious and life-affirming way of being. In our social media era, it’s all too easy to declare things performative. We ought to be more critical of our own detection software and understand that those around us have different operating systems that lead them to experience life differently.
From my perspective, to love easily while maintaining a critical sensibility is the combination that makes life at once beautiful and full of wonder.
holy shit. so to start, this might be my favorite comment i've ever received. i love that you thought of this reference—i haven't read it but know the reference—and you summed up the sentiment SO perfectly. how difficult it must be to live a life devoid of confidence and self-satisfaction that one finds it necessary to comment on someone else's perception and navigation of love. "and understand that those around us have different operating systems that lead to different outcomes." - YES!!!!! you're amazing thank you for sharing this i love (ha) everything you said and could not agree more. happy valentine's day 🤍🤍
You’re so kind!!! Aw this means so much to me. I LOVE your writing. Back at ya! Hope sticky toffee pudding is in order. 💕💕💕
your ex is a hater. loving everything is cool.
Cheers to commercializing carrots and other fun things about working in fashion!!
YESSSS
I LOVE THIS so much.
I was not raised by loving parents but the universe made up for it with my grandmother — absolute karmic gold, the most beautifully warm, selfless, ridiiiiculously in love with the world, full of childlike wonder until the day she died.
She was delighted EVERY YEAR when I mailed her a Valentine’s card and she opened her mailbox to find the red or pink envelope.
She was never much of a drinker but in her final years she took to buying a bottle of pre-mixed sangria which she kept in the mini fridge of her seniors apartment. When I visited (before I stopped drinking), she would pull some gorgeous tiny crystal glasses from her china cabinet and pour us each a cheeky afternoon cocktail.
She also loved leopard print and dressing up for holidays and her one tube of Clinique lipstick.
Her life was modest by many standards but she loved what she had, took immaculate care with her possessions and with peoples’ hearts.
God I miss her.
Thank you for helping me conjure these memories today. 💝❤️ Happy Valentimes!
thank you for sharing—what special memories. i lost my grandmother this year and she sounds a lot like yours. she was full of whimsy and childlike wonder and was so so young at heart. i love that you shared this because now i'm thinking of MY grandmother. i hope they're enjoying sangria up there with lipstick on (always, always lipstick on). xxx
awww I’m sorry — I just lost mine this year too. how incredibly lucky we were to have them 🩵
thank you, so sorry for your loss too. and yes 🤍
I aim to be like your grandma! Love the details you shared about her.
CVS bit cute as hell
it was full of whimsy
I LOVE YOU AND ALL THE THINGS YOU LOVE!
I love THIS! I’ve gotten that same “observation” (derogatory) from people before. And all I have to say is that I love being a lover & I’ll never change 😌💞
okay but the RECIPE one??!! YES
I LOVE THIE!! I never understood why it’s so “bad” to have so many favorite things. People always say “if everything is your favorite, if everything is the best, then nothing is really your favorite and nothing is really the best.” Why not? Why can’t I live a life in the pursuit of maximized optimism, where the Joy Chart is an exponential curve that goes up? Why can’t I have 14 favorite desserts and 16 movies that I claim are ‘the best’?? I LOVE THIS. Thank you for sharing and inspiring and continuing the grow the cult that is The Lovers!
I love being here and get so excited every time I receive an email about your new post! and I love that you were the first one I immediately subscribed to after reading your purple jeep story!!! so much love in my life and to this world <333
oh my gosh thank you so much🤍🤍 this is such a sweet comment, appreciate you for being here!!!
i love you and our shared brain 💖💖💖💖
LOVE U
I love this article. I love loving stuff. And I think I love you now!
and i love this comment and i love you too! thank you for reading 🤍
i ❤️ this and i ❤️ those puma speedcats too. your writing is such a joy to read!!
i need them...... and thank you so much!!!!
end of first paragraph i’m tearing up let’s see how i get thru this
izzzyyyyy <3
The love I have for clairo is something inexplicable
HELL YEAH MARTIN
I love love love this so much
THIS is beautiful, relatable..but don't ever let anyone stop you from loving things, people or yourself.🎀
And as for this i love you, your writing and the way you portrayed your emotions into this piece.🩷
thank you so much ava, what a sweet comment :') xx