Oct 26, 2016
"There seems to be no room in the summer for the melancholy feelings of despair inside us, and in fall, I find an outer recognition of my inner experience."
Let's get real about summer.
"I detest the fact that, in many places, Christmas has become a crass, commercial, secular spectacle."
"These 32 Naked Dads Setting Up Christmas Trees Will Restore Your Faith in Humanity...And More," is a blog post that's now two years old, but looking it and cackling is rapidly becoming my personal holiday tradition.
In an effort to experience the holiday spirit, I ate nothing but Christmas-y food for seven days. By the end of it I was sticky, starving, and sweating way too much.
Seasonal Affective Disorder is a fake-sounding disorder with a fake-sounding treatment, but they're real.
Australian Rick Baker splits his time between LA and his homeland, moving every time the weather turns cold.
This weekend is going to be so cold you won't want to get out of bed to pee. Blow off your family and friends to stay in binge watching VICE content.
People say they're drug fronts. Turns out they just sell pretty flowers to people who may or may not have fucked something up.
The influx of tourists over winter has created a booming micro industry for migratory sex workers in Queenstown.
Winter can be rough, but at least spring brisket time is just around the corner.
I talked to homeless New Yorkers about taking refuge on the subway, watching out for the cops, and why sleeping on the street was sometimes better than staying in a homeless shelter.
Studio C&C is staging an exhibition in reaction to seasonal affective disorder, a form of depression often experienced during winter.
To the surprise of no one, Pornhub's traffic spiked as snowbound Northeasterners spent Tuesday getting frisky with themselves.
If you're a gay, you know a way to find anonymous sex—even during a historic snowstorm.
"We get drunk and think about how Williston used to be, then go home and dream about how it could be."
In the remote town of Thurso, surfers will risk floating chunks of ice for the best cold-water waves in Europe.
Winters in Chicago are too cold and too long for its people to survive without getting fucked up all the time. Similarly, the summers in Illinois are so painfully short that living there means you have to squeeze all of your outdoor fun and debauchery int…
It's now illegal in Alaska to induce a minor to work as a sex worker, but in the 1990s, Alaska's foster-care system repeatedly took away my money, forcing me to work as a sex worker—and my situation wasn't uncommon.
Every year around this time, I emerge from seasonal-affective hibernation and begin to prepare for my weekly warm-weather pilgrimages to Fire Island. I dug through my winter archives and came up with a few images for you to look at while you enjoy this so…
That it gets dark at noon or w/e is of less consequence when you think about winter as a Laplandian fairytale (Lapland is like Narnia but without all the stuff) instead of something brutalist and immovable and boring.
Can we take five fucking minutes to revel in the post-Tuesday-ness of this week and be all IT'S THE BEST!-ish about it?
Photos by Jonnie Craig, Styling by Mischa Notcutt
Photos by Jonnie Craig, Styling by Aldene Johnson