I was just reading the NYer profile of the crazy bitch who invented Spanx. She named her kid Lazer.
This is my favourite kind of New Yorker article. 20,000 words on something I previously thought was completely mundane made compelling through good writing and scrupulous attention to detail. I can’t think of anything I would rather read more right now than a NYer profile on the inventor of Spanx. It wouls satiate my competing desires to be stimulated intellectually but not have my worldview changed radically ( I have two magazines to produce this month and a move 600 km north to arrange, so really, I’m all stocked up on agnst at the moment)
Unfortunately, even though I have a physical subscription to the New Yorker, I have yet to deduce how to get access to articles on the website that require a subscription. It is definitely not intuitive (esp is the sub. is a gift, as mine is (progessive, educated mom FTW!) ), Basically, I want to read this article RIGHT NOW, but it won’t show up in my mailbox for two weeks.
Le Sigh. Le Spanx. Le zar.
