Category: Dispatches from Whimsy

This summer was filled with trips to beautiful, natural places, and unexpected grief. I lost someone very important to me. I’ve known her since I was born, and I consider her two grown children (and their families) part of my family. She was an honest and independent person. By being herself, she taught me and […]

Maybe I should have asked my friends–the few who haven’t been badgered into participation on this blog at this point–to weigh in on 2015, new starts, and old habits that die hard in the face of the desire to change. But that would have been a lot of work, and I’m not in the mood […]

My boyfriend LB grows a great mustache. Mustache success has been achieved by these notable figures: Burt Reynolds, Tom Selleck, Ron Swanson, Attorney General Eric Holder, Carl Pavano. Supreme Court Justice Thurgood Marshall, Walter Cronkite, Martin Luther King, Jr., my uncle Sam Ripley. Adam Tschorn, who covers men’s grooming, style and pop culture for the Los […]

What am I doing lately? I’m binge-watching Parks and Recreation via Netflix streaming, and reading. This past weekend, I finished this year’s Lambda Literary Foundation‘s selection for its Bisexual Fiction award, Susan Choi’s My Education. A first-person narrative about first love, circling the drain, careening into and out of academia, and sex–oh, and growing up. I loved […]

Confession: I don’t know how to take a joke. My parents used to chant cantcha jake a toke? over and over at me in my more intense moments of meltdown, when someone had poked fun at me. Super-serious, super-earnest. So much seriousness that it prompted my high school French teacher to whisper burnout in my ear and nudge […]

It’s hot, I’m full of angst and aimless, multi-directional impulses, so I think now is a good time to grab the reins here at Nola Studiola for a couple months’ sojourn. Yours truly Alison Barker is back to update you on all things Barker, including Lost Boy, his Mustache, the politics and evolving philosophy on […]