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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>WordpressTwitterTits and Sass</description><title>New Brunette</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @nightmarebrunette)</generator><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>M83 — Wait</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_45239297140" src="http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/45239297140/audio_player_iframe/nightmarebrunette/tumblr_mjkv37ARfn1qjv17i?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fnightmarebrunette%2F45239297140%2Ftumblr_mjkv37ARfn1qjv17i" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;M83 — Wait&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/45239297140</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/45239297140</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Mar 2013 22:33:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"From the moment he laid back and made it clear I was to straddle him, I wanted to go completely..."</title><description>“From the moment he laid back and made it clear I was to straddle him, I wanted to go completely away. Instead I gripped the tightly pleated curtain above the headboard with my fingers still wet from lube and felt almost pleased at making it dirty, which is unlike me. But immediately I felt I could picture all the other paid women before me who’d touched this fabric with their slippery hands, in this storied hotel in this massive city, women who’d liked it or not liked it and who eventually left the hotel room and then left the building, and gone home to their lives, and I felt so close to them that it lifted me. I don’t think I’ve ever used the phrase before, but it lifted me up, it lifted me out. It sustained me for as long as it could in a tolerable place.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://nightmarebrunette.wordpress.com/2013/03/11/one-wing/" target="_blank"&gt;One Wing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/45167827350</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/45167827350</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Mar 2013 00:08:08 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Grouper — Stuck  </title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_45167314598" src="http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/45167314598/audio_player_iframe/nightmarebrunette/tumblr_mjj4hchNAT1qjv17i?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fnightmarebrunette%2F45167314598%2Ftumblr_mjj4hchNAT1qjv17i" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grouper — Stuck  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/45167314598</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/45167314598</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Mar 2013 00:00:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>sexisnottheenemy:

Cidy Souza &amp; Alex B. By Talkingdrum, 2010...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llyxvdoR9w1qb5wbbo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexisnottheenemy.tumblr.com/post/7386792362"&gt;sexisnottheenemy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.modelmayhem.com/cidy"&gt;Cidy Souza&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp; &lt;a href="http://alex-therealdoesnoteffaceitself.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alex B.&lt;/a&gt; By &lt;a href="http://talkingdrum.deviantart.com/"&gt;Talkingdrum&lt;/a&gt;, 2010 (via &lt;a href="http://androphilia.tumblr.com/post/5971097038"&gt;androphilia&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/45167064735</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/45167064735</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2013 23:57:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I reviewed Swoon for BookForum. The author stopped by to helpfully point out that I&amp;#8217;m a...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I reviewed &lt;a href="http://www.bookforum.com/review/10924" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swoon&lt;/em&gt; for BookForum&lt;/a&gt;. The author stopped by to helpfully point out that I&amp;#8217;m a prostitute.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/42587419241</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/42587419241</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2013 11:32:11 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Grimes — Symphonia IX (My Wait Is U)</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_42329478503" src="http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/42329478503/audio_player_iframe/nightmarebrunette/tumblr_mhqajrOMGD1qjv17i?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fnightmarebrunette%2F42329478503%2Ftumblr_mhqajrOMGD1qjv17i" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grimes — Symphonia IX (My Wait Is U)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/42329478503</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/42329478503</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2013 22:47:50 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Eikoh Hosoe, Bee and Woman (1964)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/291b2b3fa6dd4fea22dd8449353b4e65/tumblr_mhqag6znZm1qjv17io1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eikoh Hosoe, Bee and Woman (1964)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/42329306552</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/42329306552</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2013 22:45:42 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>britticisms: (via bremser)
Shōmei Tōmatsu, Young Boys, the Sun,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/77bd6fc97738afb75abf262c400ed1ba/tumblr_mgbhftsnNj1qaihw2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://britticisms.tumblr.com/post/42002987242/via-bremser-shomei-tomatsu-young-boys-the"&gt;britticisms&lt;/a&gt;: (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://bremser.tumblr.com/post/42001884395/shomei-tomatsu-young-boys-the-sun-the-sea-and"&gt;bremser&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shōmei Tōmatsu&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Young Boys, the Sun, the Sea, and I,&lt;/em&gt; Shikine Island, Japan, 1969&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/42232737850</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/42232737850</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2013 19:23:54 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"I stayed quiet because I was becoming strongly angry, teenage angry, even, like I’d been personally..."</title><description>“I stayed quiet because I was becoming strongly angry, teenage angry, even, like I’d been personally slighted. It was almost out of my control when I blurted, ‘It doesn’t interest me.’&lt;br/&gt;
‘What doesn’t?’ He said, and that made me angry too, because I thought he should have been there with me, thinking like I was thinking.&lt;br/&gt;
‘Rehashing my life. Telling “my story.” I would have to talk about how I got started and…. It doesn’t interest me at all. I can’t think of anything more boring.’ I could barely speak for all the anger gathering. Sick of the suggestion that I should purposefully spread out my tired history, which I know so well, for palatable consumption and probably sick too of knowing it all the time, the way everyone knows their own history in every waking moment, like a scent you think you’ve gotten used to just before you catch a whiff of it again.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://nightmarebrunette.wordpress.com/2012/11/20/by-the-time-you-read-this/" target="_blank"&gt;By The Time You Read This&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/36193419943</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/36193419943</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2012 00:31:27 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Superstar — Nina Nastasia</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_36191485941" src="http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/36191485941/audio_player_iframe/nightmarebrunette/tumblr_mdtn1nnDQD1qjv17i?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fnightmarebrunette%2F36191485941%2Ftumblr_mdtn1nnDQD1qjv17i" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Superstar — Nina Nastasia&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/36191485941</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/36191485941</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2012 23:56:11 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>fluffed: Janna Watson.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh10hz9Lez1qzv99eo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://fluffed.tumblr.com/post/3445545004/janna-watson"&gt;fluffed&lt;/a&gt;: Janna Watson.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/36191428134</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/36191428134</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2012 23:55:07 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"On the first night, without flourish, he gathered my hair in his hands and held it to his nose. And..."</title><description>“On the first night, without flourish, he gathered my hair in his hands and held it to his nose. And when we notched our bodies together before sleep, he kissed my shoulder quickly and lightly many times, the kiss of a man overwhelmed with sweetness, cherishing the feeling of being full. It’s almost audible, that swell of emotion, the wave that seizes up everything nearby. He did it just as my boyfriend does on nights when he loves me the most, so I thought of my boyfriend and I simultaneously thought of him, the man I was with, and whether I should feel torn or guilty or awkward were considerations that melted before they could surface.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://nightmarebrunette.wordpress.com/2012/07/30/myth/" target="_blank"&gt;Myth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/28380844280</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/28380844280</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2012 22:16:51 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Charlotte Martin — Elderly Woman Behind the Counter in a Small...</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_28378301289" src="http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/28378301289/audio_player_iframe/nightmarebrunette/tumblr_m804nmZ06K1qjv17i?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fnightmarebrunette%2F28378301289%2Ftumblr_m804nmZ06K1qjv17i" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Charlotte Martin — Elderly Woman Behind the Counter in a Small Town (Pearl Jam cover)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/28378301289</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/28378301289</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2012 21:40:34 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>fette:

Screen capture from Taxi Driver, directed by Martin...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9s9za6tOP1qapjp8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://fette.tumblr.com/post/27698499600/screen-capture-from-taxi-driver-directed"&gt;fette&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Screen capture from &lt;em&gt;Taxi Driver&lt;/em&gt;, directed by Martin Scorsese, 1976. &lt;a href="http://wolves.100percentfurious.com/post/1322171719"&gt;Via&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;—&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Those who fight for the right of every madman and every criminal to have as many people-killing weapons as they want share moral responsibility for what happened last night—as they will when it happens again. And it will happen again. (…)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The horror is touched, inflected, by the way that the killings now intertwine with the everyday details of our lives. The killings will go on; the cell phones in the pockets of dead children will continue to ring; and now parents can be a little frightened every time their kids go to a midnight screening of a movie designed to show them what stylized fun violence can be, in the hands of the right American moviemaker. Of course, there have been shootings at school, too. We’re a nation of special effects.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Adam Gopnik, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/online/blogs/newsdesk/2012/07/aurora-movie-shooting-one-more-massacre.html"&gt;One More Massacre&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, for the New Yorker, July 2012.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/27792486067</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/27792486067</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jul 2012 19:22:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Immediately after, he pressed into her heavily, letting his full weight rest. The mattress felt old...."</title><description>“Immediately after, he pressed into her heavily, letting his full weight rest. The mattress felt old. Not dirty but used by the same body for years. A bed long in the family. She turned her head only slightly toward him. His face was buried in the pillow. She knew his eyes would be closed but hers were still open. She turned a little further, testing him. She placed her lips against his ear. She felt his ribs gather together when he exhaled.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;From “&lt;a href="http://fettesans.com/photographs_logique.html" target="_blank"&gt;End Comes Too Soon&lt;/a&gt;” which is a love story, but not the one it seems to be at first. &lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/25588013065</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/25588013065</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2012 14:33:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>End Come Too Soon — Wild Beasts 
(The story’s namesake.) </title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_25587597575" src="http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/25587597575/audio_player_iframe/nightmarebrunette/tumblr_m5zcio4fj61qjv17i?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fnightmarebrunette%2F25587597575%2Ftumblr_m5zcio4fj61qjv17i" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;End Come Too Soon — Wild Beasts &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(&lt;a href="http://fettesans.com/photographs_logique.html" target="_blank"&gt;The story&lt;/a&gt;’s namesake.) &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/25587597575</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/25587597575</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2012 14:25:36 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>It was a honor to work on this project and I am grateful...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tvvnCXuu1qzo0d3o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a honor to work on this project and I am grateful to &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://fette.tumblr.com/post/25379813130/la-logique-assassinee-a-collaboration-between"&gt;fette&lt;/a&gt; for the invitation to do so. I am trepidatiously proud of and happy with the writing it yielded (from me.)  &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La Logique Assassinée.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;A collaboration between &lt;a href="http://fettesans.com"&gt;Fette Sans&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sashafrerejones.tumblr.com/"&gt;Sasha Frere-Jones&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://nightmarebrunette.wordpress.com/"&gt;Charlotte Shane&lt;/a&gt;, Jennifer Fuchs, &lt;a href="http://smithsmith.wordpress.com/"&gt;Tommy Smith&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.leahdieterich.com/"&gt;Leah Dieterich&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Please join us for the opening: Friday, June 22nd at from 7 pm to 10 pm.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.infernoesque.de/"&gt;INFERNOESQUE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Heidestrasse 46-52, Berlin.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The exercise began when Berlin based photographer Fette Sans sent out a series of five photographs to five writers working with the English language and based internationally. Each invitee had to commence a text inspired by the images. When the writers were partially finished with their texts they sent them to Sans who, based on these words, then sent five new photographs to each writer to inspire the rest of their story.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At Infernoesque, each text will be presented alongside the ten photographs. A book compiling the five collaborations with a forward by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andrew_Berardini"&gt;Andrew Berardini&lt;/a&gt; will be also available to peruse.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;View the work at: &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/N2QcBF"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/N2QcBF"&gt;http://bit.ly/N2QcBF&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/25381393105</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/25381393105</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2012 16:02:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Of course, not all or most or even many Americans necessarily ‘hate’ the rich. The..."</title><description>“Of course, not all or most or even many Americans necessarily ‘hate’ the rich. The Occupy movement’s purpose was hardly to complain that rich people are bad; those who argue otherwise are being disingenuous or simply ignorant. However, the common claim that Americans are fascinated by the wealthy people and aspire to be like them, so therefore cannot dislike them, is equally foolish. As any adolescent girl blacking out the teeth of a Neutrogena-ad model can tell you, being drawn in and repulsed often happens in the same beat. We desire while we resent our desire, despise those we want to imitate.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;From my essay on The New Inquiry, “&lt;a href="http://thenewinquiry.com/essays/the-ways-we-dont-talk-about-wealth/" target="_blank"&gt;The Ways We Don’t Talk About Wealth&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/25132345746</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/25132345746</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2012 22:04:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>theantidote:

Chance Sighting Colwyn Thomas.)
thanku...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq4mxvxaQV1qzl0f0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://theantidote.tumblr.com/post/9079477149"&gt;theantidote&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance Sighting&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.colwynart.com/"&gt;Colwyn Thomas.&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;thanku to &lt;a href="http://resoulution.com/"&gt;resoulution&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/24522139116</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/24522139116</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2012 00:37:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>And Then You — Greg Laswell and Tupac, by Mother Earth</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_23169752173" src="http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/23169752173/audio_player_iframe/nightmarebrunette/tumblr_m44jdaE8mD1qjv17i?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fnightmarebrunette%2F23169752173%2Ftumblr_m44jdaE8mD1qjv17i" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="85"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Then You — Greg Laswell and Tupac, by Mother Earth&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/23169752173</link><guid>http://nightmarebrunette.tumblr.com/post/23169752173</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 12:34:22 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
