I had actually reserved this slot for Intermezzo, but then I got so agitated and embarrassed after losing my copy of it on the bus one morning, and also my concentration dwindled, that I’m not covering it, alas. Instead, because I don’t have the Notes app on my phone, here is where I’ll do some predictions for 2025. Also, for some reason the 23rd feels more stressful than Christmas Eve to me, because by then I feel that everything ‘should’ be in order. Therefore, I don’t want this to be much longer than a shopping list.
Some of these are my personal hopes, yes, but some too are just where I feel the mood might be going. For instance, last year, I said puffball skirts would be happening. This wasn’t an endorsement or an aspiration, but just a hunch.
Without further ado:
OUT
Blood sugar
Stanley Tucci
Elizabeth Day
Prosecco
Provençal rosé
ADHD
Body horror
Unshaved armpits
Chrome
Arket
Courier-facilitated takeaways
Friendship bracelets/being an adult teenager
Chickpeas
IN
Cortisol
Greengages
Quince (paste, particularly)
Cava
Alsatian orange wine
Love addiction
The revenge plot
Exposed backs
Texture release/being a straight natural
Movie nights
The chippy
Jonathan Franzen
Corporate plotting (in a girlboss way)
Discussions about Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
Basque country
Mackerel
And a rare ‘both’ to Substack, which I suspect will be the focus of some fatigue from the media set, and increasing frustration from those who follow fashion and lifestyle influencers in particular who have gone down the freemium route. However, I’m always saying I think the number of paid newsletters is reaching saturation point. I’m not overly concerned about this either way, though I accept that this is a luxury I get to have as someone for whom this is definitely more of a hobby than a gig*.
*(Albeit a hobby with a Ko-fi page)
I’ve been saying that Cava is due a comeback for some time; I can only hope your prediction comes true.
“Courier-facilitated takeaways” - yes i was trying to put this on my list but “takeaways that you don’t collect” was so clunky