Oct 23 2008
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“ My daughter is now 13. You can tell this by the way she presents herself for dinner at a restaurant wearing red and black striped fingerless gloves, a black puffball skirt and tights, a t-shirt that’s the dilute 2008 iteration of an idea Vivienne Westwood scrawled on the back of a fag packet in 1976, and a pair of boots that appear to have been fashioned from the hollowed-out legs of a particularly unfortunate black bear. Also, by the way I’ve gone from being called ‘daddy’ to being called ‘shut up, Ellis.’
— Warren Ellis, on parenting and blogging. It’s very sweet, in a cranky kind of way (everything Warren Ellis does is somewhat cranky). I like it how he finishes off by acknowledging that his daughter and her friends will inevitably find the blog post.
