I no longer ride life til’ the wheels fall off… But I am gonna ride these hair extensions like I used to ride life 🤷‍♀️ ✌️ 💎

We have some big news in our family. On Sunday June 25th, surrounded by loving pals, Luis and our dog Cornichon took home the highest honor, numero uno 🏆 🐶 🪐⚡️in the category of “pooch who looks like their owner.” Yes, the familial resemblance was finally honoured. We couldn’t be more proud. Thank you to the judges. #ferrets2000

“Father’s Day is bullshit, it was invented to sell stuff” -Carroll Dunham “Are you going to put me on f*cking Instagram?” -also Carroll Dunham But I’m disobeying these two points, because nobody is worth celebrating on a “manufactured capitalist holiday” more than you, Papa. You who learned to sew just to make me a mermaid tail for the pre-school Halloween parade. You who spent endless hours drawing invented creatures and playing with Polly Pockets on the ground. You who picked me up from every sleepover I was scared at, even if it was 3am. You whose advice is tough but firm, whose laugh is hard earned and delightful. You who taught me hard work and diligence but is also always down to play hooky and watch bad TV for an afternoon, who spent every day I was in the hospital in a chair beside me, who refuses to let us wallow but understands when we do. You who lets me say “go off, grey haired king” and thinks it’s funny and once told me to “get out of my grill” when we were fighting. You’re the most philosophically rigorous goofball known to man, always willing to change your mind and always able to call bullshit. You are impossible to write about, really, because you’re so specific it winds up as platitudes. Everything good has been because of you, and nothing bad has been your fault 😂 In essence, you’re the reason fake holidays exist. We love you so much.

Today is this man’s birthday. He was born strong & wise, soft & talented, Gemini moody in just the way that I Taurus understand. Thank you to @almalauraartist for making him and to Lima & London for keeping him safe until I got there. I love you @attawalpa- more and more and more.

40 years ago today these kids got hitched. Ever since they’ve been moving the furniture constantly, trading off on long drives, arguing about when to employ overhead lighting and how many people constitutes a good dinner party, going to bed talking and waking up at 4am just to talk more (often directly outside a door where I am sleeping) and making art side by side. It’s because of them that even in the darkest moments I never gave up on the idea that I could find someone to walk through life with, and that when I did it would feel like meeting a friend. They’re parents who know when to push and when to hang back, when to meddle and when to say “okay, try it, see how it goes” (even if they see the writing on the wall and it’s not great.) They’re funnier than most comedy writers and smarter than many philosophers. They’re elegant and weird and tough and sweet. They will always be home, to each other and to me. Happy anniversary mama & papa ❤️

Happy Mother’s Day to the baddest bitch, boldest beauty and bestest pal a girl could dream of popping out the body of. Grateful every day I was plucked out of the cosmos and into your home. Thank you for always picking up the phone no matter the hour, being expert in case of emergency and showing me that the only way to go is through and on and on. You are many essays worth of genius and many sitcoms worth of funny. But mostly, @lauriesimmons, you are my moomy.

#DearNurses THANK YOU 🙏 #WithLove, Lena I nominate @missrosamercury, @georgiewileman and @mimibutlin to write and share your own #DearNurses letter of appreciation

Being a screenwriter is the best and luckiest job I could have imagined. So many of my heroes are screenwriters like Nora, always Nora, who took such pride in this gig and treated it like a true 9-5. It’s a job that requires imagination, diligence and perseverance. I’m proud that we have a strong and supportive union, one that historically goes above and beyond for its members, and when we come together and decide to strike we aren’t just doing it for ourselves but for all future members. I want screenwriting to remain a viable career choice for those called to this path, and for my fellow guild members to be safe, secure and inspired. So, my pencil (aka laptop) is down and picket signs/knitting needles up. I’ve donated to the Entertainment Community Fund to support those urgently affected by the strike- link in bio! #WGAStrong #WGAStrike

April Google searches: -gothic gold initial earring -New German Cinema -how much do hair extensions weigh? -symptoms of burnout -chatGPT turns mean Thank you Lodz, Gera, Halle, Berlin for showing me your sweetest spots- each new stop brings me closer to home 💖 Thank you to @attawalpa for keeping the home fires burning, always 🏮

Over the Thanksgiving holiday, I laid my head on my mother’s shoulder for @tmagazine. It’s the last time we got to be together and I’m counting down the days until I’m close to her again (just a few weeks now) but this picture by @chase_c_middleton, and words by @k_guad, will tide me over. Mama, you’ve taught me everything I know and helped me to accept the things I don’t. Blessed to be yours.

5 years ago today, I set foot- trembling like a little kid- into treatment for substance misuse. My parents hugged me goodbye, I changed into house slippers and there I was. The struggle with addiction hit me little by little, then all at once. It’s a cliche for a reason- asking for help was the hardest part (I mean, aside from the other hard parts, but each step from there got easier. And ease was always the goal- ease in my body, ease in my restless mind and the ease to exist in moments of pain, anxiety and uncertainty without reaching for a solution that seemed to help in the moment but pulled me further away from the people I love and the life that I wanted.) The last 5 years have been the happiest of my time on earth so far (at least this time around!) They’ve been full of work, love, complexity and- yes- pain. But facing all of that without medicating myself in unhealthy ways has given me a sturdy baseline and new tools. 5 years ago all of this was impossible to imagine. 5 days was impossible to imagine. 5 minutes sometimes felt hard. I was able to get and stay sober because I had the support and resources to ask for and get incredible help- medical, spiritual. For so many people, the difference between sober and using isn’t their willingness, or their strength- it’s their resources. We don’t have a system that makes this easy for those who are already struggling to make their lives work. So today, on my very lucky sober birthday- and through this week- I will be matching donations to @friendlyhousela, a rehab that doesn’t turn away women and gender nonconforming people for financial reasons. I hope we can band together and give others the gift of that support, so they can celebrate similar days, living in their true strength. Every cent you give will go to helping people people deal with addiction and trauma. The link is in my bio. There are a lot of people who deserve thanks here- I hope I’ve given them enough of that face to face, but today is a good reminder to give more. Every day is a lesson I am lucky to learn, and I don’t take it for granted. So especially today, I am grateful.

My dear and true friend is an acupuncturist and teacher in LA and his lecture this week is on using the deepest level of meridians. He wanted to make the lecture feel more personal and from the heart and asked if I could paint something that would accompany the presentation, sew some love into the words, like a needle and thread. He told me that the idea of the 8 Extras is that there is a place in you where you have never been wounded, a sanctuary of sureness, seamlessness, tranquility and confidence. It’s the real you, the wonder and grace that called you out of the stars and brought you to life. Here are 8 Extras peeking out from behind an orchid on a Berlin morning. I love you @pokeacupuncture