Content Consumed: Matt Healy and Fancy Little Bitches
Good morning and happy Tuesday! Together, I believe we can get through this week relatively unscathed.
In today’s edition of Content Consumed:
🎤 Matt Healy’s not-first-kiss
💅🏼 Read of the week: “Fancy Little Bitches”
❤️🔥 Your favorite Content Consumed bits of 2022
🙄 Lamar Odom shoots his shot (again)
Time to discuss Matt Healy
Background: Matt Healy is the lead singer of The 1975, a popular British alt-pop-rock band that got uber-famous in my Tumblr days after releasing their 2013 self-titled album.
He’s a notorious horndog, general weirdo, and a massive flirt. This particular tour, for the band’s new album? Sketchy!!
The most egregious move so far, in my personal opinion, was ~the first kiss~. Let me explain: there was a fan in the front row of Matt Healy/The 1975’s show who had never had her first kiss. So, Matt Healy checked her ID to make sure she was over 18 (she was) and then planted the sloppiest kiss on her.
For more context, he’s grabbed someone from the crowd to make out with on-stage at every show they’ve performed in the past two months. Mostly girls, one guy.
Problematic? Eh, the general smooching is weird but not a big issue for me. The first kiss situation though… kinda icky.
“Some are commending Healy for checking his bases and asking for her ID; others see this behavior as making a tasteless joke about his own reputation for creepyish behavior.”
He’s also consumed raw meat (gross!), humped a cameraman (ew!), smoked cigs and drank wine (fair!), and said some wild stuff on the stage.
I’ll go back to better times with his Chicken Shop Date interview.
Read of the week: “Fancy Little Bitches”
I love Eater because I love eating. Their maps and lists have yet to fail in finding me new restaurants around Portland, but what I really love are their feature stories. Like today’s headliner: “The Year We Wanted to Be Fancy Little Bitches.”
Martinis in fussy crystal, caviar bumps, Carbone, gelato in goblets, truffles and Lambrusco. All the finer things.
Which of course, we can’t afford on a regular basis. But these little treats for fancy little bitches have become a priority. As Eater wrote, we’re leaning into “sloppy, obvious glam…with a hint of nihilism”. One Vanity Fair writer called this time the “‘the Mildewed Age,’ the glitter a beautiful distraction from the hollowing out of society”, which I believe perfectly describes this foodie trend.
In my social circle, it’s a question we keep coming back to: what the f**k are we saving for? Retirement, children, a house? Ha. Good one. Those are all at least ten years out so… steak tonight?
Experiences matter—and food and drinks are often an experience. Last weekend, I went to a Christmas-y pop-up at a fancy little bar in Southeast Portland. The drinks cost $4 more than they should’ve. But it was worth it. To get a fancy, silly little drink with a cutesy name in a decked-out bar with friends.
Now, I’m not doing that on a regular basis. But I’m trying to incorporate little fancy things into my everyday life. Hell yes to popping a bottle of champagne last weekend for Aperol spritzes for The White Lotus finale. Hell yes to creating a table of charcuterie boards to host all our friends for a holiday house party.
It’s the little things. The little fancy things. Let’s be fancy little bitches.
Your favorite Content Consumed pieces of 2022
I’m so grateful for all the support as I built Content Consumed this year. These pieces in particular received a lot of love from this little community:
- The White Lotus: Review and Recap, Episode 6
Read it - Nepotism babies in denial and Bills Mafia’s snowballs
Read it - Venice Film Festival: Don’t Worry Darling Drama
Read it - House of the Dragon premiere
Read it - Conspiracy: Tom Brady’s on The Masked Singer
Read it - Recap: Love Island UK Season 8 premiere
Read it
Thank you so much again for reading Content Consumed this year!
It’s been such an amazing passion project to work on outside my 9-to-5 and I love dipping my toes into the world of culture writing. Hopefully, sometime in the future, I’ll cannonball in.
Lamar Odom shoots his shot with… a documentary?
Let it go, Lamar. Khloe is trapped, still and somehow and shockingly, with Tristan Thompson—and you two are never ever getting back together.
Unless she somehow enjoys this new documentary, titled Sex, Drugs & Kardashians. The doc, announced by Lamar Odom on Instagram with an absolutely insane poster, will be a “deep dive into Lamar Odom’s troubled marriage to Khloe Kardashian.”
Airing on FOX and Hulu the day after New Year’s—so we can all start 2023 on the wrong foot—the doc will reportedly also explore “sex addiction and drug use and how it torpedoed his marriage to the love of his life and turned him into a shell of his former self.”
I’ll pass! Even Lamar’s own Instagram commenters are telling him this was a bad idea.
And that’s it for today’s edition of Content Consumed! See you tomorrow.
Cheers,
Casey
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