Not Me Starting A Newsletter!
And not you reading it!
If you’ve read my tweets, which — of course you have, why else would you be here — then you’d know that one of my favourite things to do is never shut the fuck up. Like literally never. Twitter is a place where I tweet about things I enjoy, like Mads Mikkelsen, and Stuart Little, TV shows I’m watching, male celebrities I think should kiss, the declining world of fashion and magazine covers, fantastic filmés, or literally whatever pops into my pretty little head, cause who gon check me boo, par exemple:
The replies in that tweet — chileeeeee. And then there’s this:
Can I explain my obsession with Stuart Little? No. But if loving him is wrong, then I don’t wanna be RIGHT! Imagine you’re a mouse in a creaky crowded orphanage full of dirty lil kids who eat paste and some rich white people pick YOU, a lil mouse over human baby kids. Now that’s a bad bitch!
or this
Is it MY fault that Miss Anna threw a party and couldn’t even commit to her own theme? A lil déclassé if you ask ME!
What ends up happening is — I’ll tweet nonchalantly, and then it will trigger something else in the back of my brain and a spark between my synapses goes off and it’s like “Now that you mention it, do you remember this extremely random bit of pop culture from yesteryear?” And before I know it, two hours later, I’m down a rabbit hole sifting through episodes of the short lived Eliza Dushku series Tru Calling (2003). That’s essentially how the title of this newsletter was bornt.
But this newsletter is not my Twitter, and you’re probably like “duh bitch, it literally says Substack right there!” and ohKAY I get it, but you don’t have to be rude. You may ask “Meech, is this newsletter going to be as funny as your Twitter account?” And the answer is? Absolutely. Will it be even more unhinged? Damn right! Will it be more than a collection of your tweets and horny photos of celebs? That — I cannot promise, but you’re here now, so let’s make the most of it, shall we? This is the part where we go over the format. First up:
Honourable Mention: These are what Wendy Williams would call Hot Topics. A weekly digest of the celebrity and pop culture goings-on that have set the internet ablaze! Like long-time bachelor Leonardo DiCaprio ending things with his “girlfriend” who suffered the fate of “girlfriends” before her after crossing the threshold of 25 — only for him to be seen with elder bottom Bradley Cooper
Don’t Mention It: These are the things I am tired of hearing about. Y’all beat the dead horse to a PULP, and I’m asking — nay, BEGGING you to shut UP. This week?
Quiet Quitting
Barbiecore
Valentino Pink
THE FUCKING SLAP
Did I Forget To Mention: These are some of the things I’m currently obsessed with. This could be books, sweaters, vintage lamps or whatever, I’m not telling you to buy it, but I am saying I can’t sleep at night because of it.
This book Exciting Times by Naoise Dolan, but also this book Brother Alive by Zain Khalid (and you BET NOT buy from Amazon!)
This dog on Instagram (this is a recurring obsession)
These incense (I love fragrances and burning candles in summer is passé)
While this post is pretty short as it’s just an introduction, you can expect the next posts to be a bit longer, and they’ll hit your inbox Monday and Thursday. While Monday’s newsletter will be a free, quippy digest, Thursday’s posts will be lengthier, GIRTHIER digests for paid subscribers. Paid subscribers help me pay for the basic things I need to live like fig jam, Diptyque candles, and Byredo hand soap. But also you’re helping out a queer black man of colour, and if you don’t subscribe???
Thank you so much for subscribing, and now that I mention it — thank you for being a friend.
This is Now That I Mention It, a newsletter about falling down the rabbit hole of nostalgia, celebrity and pop culture.