Issue 150 | Editor's Letter
Dear fireflies AKA readers of Flaunt,
When I was about 2 years old, I was terrified of my shadow but enchanted with the moon. Nighttime was simply more intriguing, alluring. Not much has changed, save for the diaper rash (I discovered a great cream. DM me for deets).
And so here I sit a number of years later penning the Editor's Letter for The Nocturne Issue, inspired by that which intrigues once the sun has set. That period when the clock melts into the bleary, the hibernatory, the mysterious.
Inside the issue, we've got encounters of the third kind, beachside bonfires with misguided millennials, Tom Ford's latest film effort Nocturnal Animals, Pedro Pascal of Narcos (a series that specializes in darkness during dark), a journey into L.A. street racing culture, blood transfusion, circadian rhythms, abandoned drive-in theatres, and a harrowing survey detailing the current creepy clown phenomena that's headed to a town near you.
Of course, the issue will be celebrated with a handful of fetes that will fade us into darkness, and trends illumined will likely, rather hastily, fade into inky obscurity, but the spirit to keep on dancing, to keep on meeting strangers, to keep on publishing against the grain, that my friends remains a stark white ambition. Thanks for holding a candle.
Love from dusk til dawn,