Favourite footnotes: 13

Who is Mr. Dash, the philsopher? Really I have forgot. Not through any fault of my own, but on the motion of some absurd coward having a voice potential at the press, all the names were struck out behind my back in the first edition of the book, thirty-five years ago. I was not consulted, and did not discover the absurd blanks until months afterwards, when I was taunted with them very reasonably by a caustic reviewer.

- Thomas De Quincey, Confessions of an English Opium-Eater

Books I've actually finished lately: 42

Fictional counterpart to (much of) Rana Dasgupta's Capital: a Portrait of Twenty-First-Century Delhi?

Books I've actually finished lately: 36

James Sallis does Vernon God Little meets Lolita in post-Palahniuk Breaking Bad white-trash noir Napoleon Dynamite with guns. For girls.

What's wrong with this picture?

That's correct: it's a fashion company's inability to spell the word 'fashion' correctly.