bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
playwright in brooklyn, NY

a thing that I should not be doing

October 4th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I just realized a completely psychotic thing that I’ve been doing, and I think I’ll lay it here, in hopes of embarrassing myself just enough to stop doing it. I keep thinking about old pairs of jeans that don’t fit anymore, as if they’re people I used to love. I imagine the moments I had with them. I ponder what my life would be like if I still could wear them. I wonder where they are now. I literally sigh after these thoughts. NOW THAT I’VE CONFESSED THIS, PEOPLE LET ME FOREVER STOP CONFUSING PEOPLE AND CLOTHES.

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on trend; fleek (?)

September 9th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

With the popularity of and resurgence of Queer Eye, everybody’s all about the French tuck all of the sudden, by which they of course mean, HOW I ALWAYS WEAR MY SHIRTS,

BY WHICH I MEAN, I AM, AND ALWAYS HAVE BEEN, A VERY VERY WELL DRESSED MAN / HOPE TO SOON GET BACK ON MY FEET EMOTIONALLY AND FINANCIALLY / FIND A WIFE.

 

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how to know it’s time for new jeans

June 21st, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter
  • The last time you purchased new jeans was 3 years ago
  • Since then you have quit smoking and slowly, elegantly if not effortlessly, gained fifteen pounds
  • and yet you still shove yourself into the old jeans, which definitely no longer fit, creating a cloud of nihilistic self loathing through which you can no longer even feel the INCREDIBLE SENSE OF ACCOMPLISHMENT OF HAVING QUIT SMOKING
  • no literally you shove yourself into them so much that at the end of the day you don’t so much take them off, as you EMERGE FROM THEM
  • hey maybe get yourself some new jeans
  • (meet my new jeans)

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mauve over, jeans!

June 8th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Shout out to these mauve Uni-qlo pants made from something like ant-wrinkle anti-stain astronaut material, that are perfect for early summer in LA, when the temperature at work vacillates from 60 to 90 at any give point. Also shout-out to the frozen blueberry I found in my crotch that did NOT leave a stain. LAST SHOUT OUT TO YOU, READER, FOR NOT JUDGING ME FOR TAKING BLURRY IPHOTO BOOTH PICTURES OF MY PANTS IN MY OFFICE.

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Mirror, Mirror, on my Nails

May 20th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

WHO IS THE PERSON WHO WILL SPEND 50 DOLLARS ON A GEL MANICURE THAT MAKE HER NAILS LOOK LIKE MIRRORS?

WAIT…IT’S ME?

OKAY SO AT WHAT POINT EXACTLY DID I BECOME THIS PERSON?

IS IT POSSIBLE TO GO BACK IN TIME, RE-PRIORITIZE?

NO? YOU’RE NOT THAT KIND OF MIRROR? YOU ONLY ANSWER RHETORICAL QUESTIONS AND DO SPELLS? COOL COOL, AS YOU WERE

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this young fellow

April 27th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yesterday someone decided to post their old headshot and then natch, everyone started do it, and though Morrison does NOT like to engage in Things that Everyone are Doing on the Internet, he decided to make an exception, because THIS:

Look at this sharp and pensive soul! BACK OFF, WOMEN OF 2009. BACK TO YOUR JEAN SHORTS OVER TIGHTS. HE’S MINE. HE JUST DOESN’T KNOW IT YET.

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chill hat

April 16th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Please note that going forward, this hat that I lifted* from an abandoned gift shop of an abandoned western themed amusement shop outside Maggie Valley, NC is my new disguise / go-to / indicator that I’m chilling, angry, sick, happy, being, or basically just alive, by which I mean, I’m going to allow this thing to fuse and crust to my head to the point where it must be surgically removed, which would be NOT chill, so let’s just agree to leave it there.

*I mean I asked the new owner if I could have it and he said sure, but let’s just pretend I lifted it, to help craft an image of a tough exterior so that I might justify the wearing of a trucker fat with a fish on it.

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DON’T TELL ME WHAT I WANT

April 9th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yesterday, I spent an hour unsubscribing from mass emails that, without my realizing it, create a low grade, every day consumer anxiety that is not only distracting but makes me spend my lunch break buying Pants I’ll never wear and adorable trashcans I don’t need. Does it feel different, you ask? Do I now feel lighter, cleaner? THIS IS AN EXACT PICTURE OF THE INSIDE OF MY BRAIN THIS MORNING:

JK JK IT’S STILL THIS

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this is who I am now (?)

March 31st, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

There comes a time in every person’s life when they realize they’ve become the person they swore they would never be. TODAY I FIND MYSELF IN THAT MOMENT, having just spent a slightly absurd amount of money on an intentionally sort of dirty looking, distressed sweatshirt that some girl in Los Feliz probably spent ten hours artfully covering in specks of paint, so that I might look like I am actually not myself, but Her.

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UNIFORM

March 20th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

VERSATILITY! Can be worn for:

  • playwright at workshop who does not yet understand their play
  • disgruntled cater waiter confronting their forgotten dreams
  • person who ate way too much Ramen last night
  • person in NYC who used to live in NYC but no longer does but wants everyone who might look at them to think, that person lives in NYC, or at least definitely used to
  • self conscious narcissist walking through city containing millions of people, imagining they are being looked at, when really how could they be, as said city, again, contains millions of people

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