Sally Draper grows up on Netflix’s Chilling Adventures of Sabrina.
KIERNAN SHIPKA IS ONLY 18, AND SHE HAS already given up coffee. “This is me getting cray,” she says as she breaks her own rule and orders a macadamia-nut latte at one of her favorite Los Angeles breakfast spots. While she usually favors a homemade drink made of matcha and mushrooms, today she’s in the mood for something stronger. “My body has been under more stress than ever before,” she says. “I don’t think the adaptogens are helping, I really don’t. Every morning after I drink my drink, I’m like, I’m still so stressed out! Come on, chaga, pull your weight over here.”
Talking about herbal stress relievers with Shipka has the uncanny quality of going out for drinks with a cousin you used to babysit, or running into your now grown-up kid neighbor on Tinder. For nearly nine years, Shipka was TV’s embodiment of girlhood in transition. We watched her grow up in front of us as Mad Men’s Sally Draper, from a neglected 6-year-old with a dry cleaning bag on her head to a world weary 15-year-old grappling with the imminent loss of one parent and seeing another through new eyes. But over sneaky lattes on this sunny August morning, Shipka looks, for once, like a thoroughly modern teen. Her shoulder-length blonde hair—usually coiffed into a ’60s-style bob for her period turns on Mad Men and Ryan Murphy’s Feud— is straight and pinned back. She radiates that freckly, makeup-free glow that Glossier has tried so hard to bottle but is best obtained by being a teenage girl on a sunny summer day in California.
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Trapped in Time
A woman relives the same day in a stunning Danish novel.
Polyphonic City
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Lear at the Fountain of Youth
Kenneth Branagh's production is nipped, tucked, and facile.
A Belfast Lad Goes Home
After playing some iconic Americans, Anthony Boyle is a beloved IRA commander in a riveting new series about the Troubles.
The Pluck of the Irish
Artists from the Indiana-size island continue to dominate popular culture. Online, they've gained a rep as the \"good Europeans.\"
Houston's on Houston
The Corner Store is like an upscale chain for downtown scene-chasers.
A Brownstone That's Pink Inside
Artist Vivian Reiss's Murray Hill house of whimsy.
These Jeans Made Me Gay
The Citizens of Humanity Horseshoe pants complete my queer style.
Manic, STONED, Throttle, No Brakes
Less than six months after her Gagosian sölu show, the artist JAMIAN JULIANO-VILLAND lost her gallery and all her money and was preparing for an exhibition with two the biggest living American artists.
WHO EVER THOUGHT THAT BRIGHT PINK MEAT THAT LASTS FOR WEEKS WAS A GOOD IDEA?
Deli Meat Is Rotten
