I came across an old New Yorker article by John Seabrook, which had a huge effect on me when I first read it. All old New Yorker stories feel like they came out five or six years ago then you look it up and it turns out it was published in 1998. Good grief, I was an impressionable twenty-two year old—that’s half my life ago!

I’m fascinated with what people wear in the privacy of their home. Dressing up is about presenting ourselves to the world, about how we see ourselves and want to be understood. The reverse of that, how we dress at home, is just as revealing. How people live unobserved, how they cook, how they keep their home, tells a story that’s always illuminating. It shows what we want and need for ourselves alone, which why in its way it’s more honest.