Serena and I met at a Hairpin meet up and that site was and remains our favorite on the internet. This is how Hairpin describes itself, and I can vouch that this is accurate:
You know how having cocktails at a friend’s house can sometimes be more fun than the Big Party you go to afterward? And not because the Big Party isn’t fun, but just because hanging out with select lady friends is sometimes unbeatable? This site hopes to be a little like that — a low-key cocktail party among select female friends.
Yes. Exactly. It’s never too cool and the commenter community isn’t mean. The advice columns sometimes have the tough love vibe of an older sibling who is just exhausted by the question writer, but the whole operation makes me feel like their priority is that I learn about things that are interesting and that it’s within me to have a better life. Ah. I love it. I love it so much. I go to parties and almost always bring up something I read on the Hairpin. This article, for example, made me laugh the first time I read it and also each subsequent time.
Serena wrote in to Edith at the Hairpin, totally cold, to let her know that we’d met through the site and how much it meant to us. And Edith ran a post about our film!
You know sometimes you smile so hard, you worry your face might freeze? That’s me since Monday.
-bodine