August 2026
Nothing's gonna save us, not music, fashion or film.
August, am I right? But we’ve made it through, and there was a lot of living to do outside of the previously disclosed highs and lows.
Here are some things I appreciated in August:



















When I share these monthly posts on Instagram, I am blessed with the option to pick up to 90 seconds of precariously licensed music to add some additional layer of meta-commentary. I am freed from most of these chains here, but no one wants music automatically playing when you open the page, so I've usually just stuck to a chunk of the song lyric in the post summary.
But I have fallen for a new Charli XCX track, so you get the whole thing:

Spring Summer 26
When the world is gonna end no hope for any of it
Yeah we’re walking on a runway that goes straight to hell
Nothing’s gonna save us not music fashion or film
Spring Summer 26
When the world is gonna end no hope for any of it
Yeah we’re walking on a runway that goes straight to hell
I know
Cigarettes, out them out
Can’t believe the things I’ve done, I don’t do them now
But I didn’t do it, even if I did
No it’s not my fault, I wasn’t there
Think my politics could work as a press strategy
And my heritage could give me quite the USP
Can’t hide the fact I’d rather take the easy road
Yeah I think I’ll be alright if I look good in the clothes
Spring Summer 26
When the world is gonna end no hope for any of it
Yeah we’re walking on a runway that goes straight to hell
Nothing’s gonna save us not music fashion or film
Spring Summer 26
When the world is gonna end no hope for any of it
Yeah we’re walking on a runway that goes straight to hell
I know
I was hacked
It was taken out of context obviously
But I didn’t do it, even if I did
Wrote a really good notes app apology
Think my politics could work as a press strategy
And my heritage could give me quite the USP
Can’t hide the fact I’d rather take the easy road
Yeah I think I’ll be alright if I look good in the clothes
Spring Summer 26
When the world is gonna end no hope for any of it
Yeah we’re walking on a runway that goes straight to hell
Nothing’s gonna save us not music fashion or film
Spring Summer 26
When the world is gonna end no hope for any of it
Yeah we’re walking on a runway that goes straight to hell
I know
