The TueDo List: The Jordache Look + Botox Ornaments

And some great photos from our event last week!


📖 READ: Nikole Hannah-Jones keeps her eyes on the prize. The liberating power of saying no. Gen-X women are realizing the upsides of being middle-aged, and one may even hire a male escort. Living Single was revolutionary Black TV. Debbie Millman plans to turn 60 in Antarctica. Missy Elliott finally gets her Hollywood star. Grabbing my boobs to make a point. Grace Bonney on age, wisdom and self-evolution.

🎧 LISTEN: Aminatou Sow is hosting a CNN podcast about Princess Diana. 

🎁 GIFTS: For Succession fans: Waystar merch. A Botox ornament for their tree/rear view mirror. Two words: LEGO waffles. The Strategist has some ideas for Peloton lovers

🤣 LOL: Aging goth pushes through daily 170-minute makeup ritual. NPR shows or euphemisms for my vagina? Choose your own IKEA adventure. It starts with a chin hair.


PHOTOS: Last Week’s “Pay Me” Event

By Margit Detweiler

It had been almost two years. OK, a year and a half since we held our last TueNight Live, since the “before times” — and it was SO good. Last week, we saw — and hugged — some of you in person (fully-vaxxed, of course) and many of you on the livestream. Five storytellers, and members of the audience, shared their own stories on pay, ageism and equity as we noshed and sipped and truly enjoyed being around humans.

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OBSESSED: ‘80s Jordache Jeans Commercials

By Margaret Crandall

Sing along with me: “You’ve got the look I want to know better. You’ve got the look that’s all together. Working, playing, day or night; Jordache has the fit that’s right. The Jordache look!” 

The jingle was catchy, right? But my GOD, the TV ads have not aged well. Take a cringe-walk with me down memory lane, but be warned: Once you go down this rabbit hole, there’s no telling when you will come back out of it.

These Are So Bad

STORY: The Luxury of Not Putting Money First

By Tanzina Vega

“While I’ve never been part of a dystopian horror show like Squid Game (debtors have never tried to assassinate me), I grew up with just enough money to get by, which provoked an intense fear of the precarity of life, an exhausting “what if?” that never ends. What if I run out of money?What if I end up homeless? What if I can’t find a good job? and on and on.”

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Have a very, very good week, TueNighters!