Fran Magazine: Sunday Dispatch, Aug. 20-Sept. 2

Happy Labor Day Weekend

This is the Fran Magazine Sunday Dispatch, a weekly culture diary by Fran Hoepfner, who is me. The Sunday Dispatch details what I’m watching, reading, playing, and listening to — topics that may otherwise go undiscussed in the Wednesday posts. The Sunday Dispatch is currently only for paid subscribers. Consider an upgrade, or just hang tight til Wednesday. Thank you for reading!

Vibe check

Good riddance to a bullshit summer! This one had it all: financial instability, climate anxiety, creative frustration, personal frustration, injury, illness, and death. One hopes, I would imagine, to parse those things out throughout a whole calendar year, rather than scrunching them all into the few months when there’s theoretically less work to get done, but what can you do. Here’s hoping for a calmer, quieter, and cooler autumn ahead. I want to try the new Starbucks drink that isn’t the Pumpkin Spice Latte, which I will go on the record saying is a disgusting little beverage.

Amidst all the nonsense (derogatory), there was still baseball and beach and movies. I grew tomatoes that I am now eating! Last weekend I went up to the beautiful Hudson Valley where I was on a bachelorette party drinking margaritas and wearing a shirt that said ORLANDO BLOOM on it (stream Gran Turismo, I guess? Idk, I haven’t seen it yet). As I write now, I can see a sliver of a cotton candy sky. There’s plenty of ice cream in the freezer. Maybe life rocks after all.