Hi, hello, I hope you’re having a wavy Wednesday!
It’s been warm in LA and I’ve been melting popsicles into my La Croix, and making my way through several pints of ice cream, including a fancy chocolate brownie, a Ben & Jerry’s Cherry Garcia, a salted caramel chip, and a pretty decent vanilla bean I top with peaches and berries.
I also spent the past weekend binging the Netflix show Indian Matchmaking and riding the waves of clashing emotion it inspired in me and others. I was at once filled with immense horror at this representation of Indian culture (which, if we’re being honest, I’m pretty removed from) and that people would treat life-long partnership like online shopping.
But then I was highly entertained and very taken with the matchmaker, Sima from Mumbai, who was able to soften and open up even her most demanding clients, so they could begin to know what they actually wanted. And I was intrigued by watching a certain anti-coupledom and pro-community ethos in practice (though still rooted in misogyny and other old, bad news) that prioritizes investment over all other qualities.
Obviously, the whole time I was yelling “If you were gay your life would be so much better!” but I did love thinking about how much fun it would be to watch a queer, family arranged partnership show. Can someone please make that for me while we’re all STILL in quarantine? Thanks.
Stay frosty out there,