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How exposed chest hair became the accessory of choice in the desert

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How exposed chest hair became the accessory of choice in the desert

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This story is a part of Picture situation 8, “Abandoned,” a supercharged expertise of turning into and non secular renewal. Benefit from the journey! (Wink, wink.) See the total package deal right here.

The desert is an area of radical acceptance. It welcomes our desires in its untouched expanses. We go to the desert to reconnect with nature, to breathe one thing resembling clear air — and likewise possibly to do just a few issues we wouldn’t dream of doing again within the metropolis.

For many years, Angelenos have been in search of out the dusty majesty of Joshua Tree, Palm Springs and Loss of life Valley to get away from the labyrinthine maze of parking violations, social fake pas and the fixed bombardment of photographs of good our bodies doing good issues, largely due to the wonders of Photoshop. The desert represents our escape from all that. The desert says, “Come, unbutton your shirt. Reside a bit.”

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In a single sense, uncovered chest hair — maybe the accent of alternative within the desert — is only a technique of survival. An open shirt is kind of obligatory in a spot the place the temperature frequently hits the 100s. However proudly displaying chest hair isn’t merely a sensible concern within the barren lands outdoors of city. The desert is so necessary to us as a result of it’s the place our guidelines might be bent ever so barely. That is the land of clothing-optional lodges, in any case (additionally a staple of desert tradition tailored for staying cool). The cheesy might be elevated to one thing simply shy of the holy.

The brilliant colours, midcentury architectural excesses and wry humorousness of locations like Palm Springs demand radical bodily candor. I’ll fortunately present my chest hair in sure conditions within the metropolis, however in Palm Springs, it’s like my responsibility. The wonderful, ever-present dry warmth of Palm Springs is a pure incubator for opening up our buttons. We’ve been doing it for many years.

There’s a complete subgenre of movie star images that’s simply Frank Sinatra {golfing} together with his shirt open in Palm Springs. The well-known Slim Aarons Palm Springs pool celebration pictures of a gaggle of upper-class white vacationers having a cocktail soiree would possibly function a number of males in ascots, however you realize that in just a few hours, these extraneous items of cloth are going within the trash and their chests might be free. Jonah Hill might be the ambassador of Los Angeles’ moony surf-and-sand spirit, and his chest is on show throughout his GQ Fashion cowl shoot.

This was a phenomenon of the liberated ’70s, to make certain. Fashions turned extra unconventional and, by proxy, extra sexualized. Chest hair turned a logo of virility, maturity and confidence. Burt Reynolds, the preeminent cinematic icon of that decade, made chest hair a required accent for males all around the globe.

By the point I used to be sufficiently old to have chest hair, the fad had died off. Uncovered chest hair had turn out to be the area of the gross outdated man. The query of whether or not to shave the stuff off or undergo the tedious and painful work of waxing vexed many and have become a joke unto itself. For a technology of males, the waxing scene in “The 40 Yr Previous Virgin” induces soaked-sheet nightmares. I can nonetheless hear the dull-eyed screams of Steve Carell once I shut my eyes. That scene stated that chest hair was an obstacle to romantic satisfaction but additionally was a ache within the ass to do away with.

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I shaved as soon as, again in school. Then I scratched my higher physique like I’d been rolling round in a coffin stuffed with fleas. From there, I realized to only settle for that my chest would by no means conform to the fashions of the time. Having a physique is a burden. However lately, the pandemic has made me rethink standard knowledge. One thing about that second broke a variety of taboos for individuals in L.A. For those who can put on sweatpants to a distant employees assembly, possibly you may naked your chest just a bit bit. I rock the open chest at any time when I can: nights out, weddings, brunches. Possibly not bar mitzvahs or quinceañeras simply but. However the one place that actually calls for chest hair will at all times be the desert.

After all, the clear chest continues to be a prized commodity in Southern California. If it wasn’t, a complete subsector of the cosmetics trade would evaporate. However the scales are tipping again towards the hirsute. Poolside appears in Palm Springs can embody a bit extra hair than the sooner a long time of the twenty first century as a result of we’re wanting again greater than we glance ahead today. Nostalgia is stronger in instances of social anxiousness. Chest hair is one thing we equate with the previous, with bygone days of what it meant to be a sexual, fashionable being within the twentieth century. Wasn’t it nicer again then, we are saying to ourselves as the times casually fly by. Los Angeles doesn’t at all times do proper by its personal historical past. One solely wants to have a look at the unpermitted “restoration” of the legendary Pig ’n Whistle in Hollywood to see what occurs to our cultural legacy after we’re not paying consideration.

Palm Springs is the uncommon oasis in Southern California that retains its historic form and rejects any concepts of modernity previous 1990. The desert is dwelling to a dream that by no means totally materialized right here, a way of life that’s past most of our means however tantalizing to have a look at. At its greatest, the desert is reckless, wild and pure. When males open their shirts only a bit, we get to mainline a little bit of that spirit.

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Dear Life Kit: My wife wants to use the last of our savings for a 4th round of IVF

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This question was answered by marriage and family therapist Moraya Seeger DeGeare. The conversation has been edited for length and clarity.

Dear Life Kit, 

My wife and I have tried and failed to have a child via in vitro fertilization three times, and we are now scraping the bottom of our savings. We’re both heartbroken. 

She wants to use the last of our savings to try one more time. But I want to move on and try to adopt a child. 

She focuses on how she may never have a child. She often cries or gets angry if someone plays a movie on TV with pregnancy or childbirth in the plot. Our daily conversations veer into crisis as our focus returns to babies. I don’t know how to help her. — Baby Blues 

Headshot of therapist Moraya Seeger DeGeare looking confidently at the camera, she wears a bright yellow sweater and there is a colorful abstract painting in the background.

Moraya Seeger DeGeare is a marriage and family therapist.

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My heart truly goes out to both of you. I’ve worked with couples working through this, and there’s no right and wrong.

We’re looking at several questions: How do I support this person I love? Should we try IVF again? And how can I tend to my grief when my partner is weeping next to me?

The first thing to do is calm your bodies down. There is a lot of pain here. Come together as a couple to bring less stress to your life. Work out together, meditate, go to therapy.

Once you both get to a place of calm, have a conversation about your emotions regarding the decision to try IVF again. One partner may be driven by practicality or the fear of losing money. Another may be driven by the desire to experience pregnancy. You may find that you have the same fears, but are expressing your feelings very differently.

Ask yourself some hard questions. Is the clock ticking in terms of a potential pregnancy? If we spend the money on IVF, how are we going to recoup the savings? What fears does your partner have about fostering and adoption?

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Then talk about what a meaningful life looks like for the both of you. We often attach ourselves to what the future is going to look like. When we do that, we attach to so many factors outside our control, like having a baby. But there are some aspects of the future that you do have autonomy over, like financial stability and healthy relationships. How can you flourish and create a beautiful life together? Create a plan around that.

Don’t forget to allow yourself to grieve. It’s easier to hold onto hope for a pregnancy when we allow ourselves to accept the idea that it might not happen, but also say it’s OK to try.

This story was written by Malaka Gharib. It was edited by Beck Harlan and Andee Tagle. The visual editor is Beck Harlan.

We’d love to hear from you. Email us at LifeKit@npr.org. Listen to Life Kit on Apple Podcasts and Spotify, or sign up for our newsletter.

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Whatever you’ve heard about 'Megalopolis,' see this gutsy Coppola film for yourself

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Nathalie Emmanuel and Adam Driver star as Julia and Cesar in Megalopolis.

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In the early 1980s, Francis Ford Coppola, with classics like The Godfather and Apocalypse Now under his belt, set his sights on his next magnum opus: an ambitious, fable-like drama that would draw parallels between the U.S. and ancient Rome.

But after the costly flop of his 1982 musical, One From the Heart, Coppola wasn’t able to get another big-budget labor of love off the ground, and Megalopolis languished for decades. It was only a few years ago that he returned to the project, selling off part of his wine business and putting up $120 million of his own money. Even after production wrapped, setbacks continued, from challenges finding theatrical distribution to reports that Coppola had behaved inappropriately with women on the set, which the director has denied.

Now, against considerable odds, Megalopolis has arrived, and whatever you have or haven’t heard about it, I urge you to see it for yourself. You might conclude, like some of the critics at this year’s Cannes Film Festival, that Megalopolis is an unholy mess, full of disjointed plot points, didactic ideas and muddled historical allusions — an epic folly from a once-great filmmaker who long ago lost his mojo and possibly his mind. To which I can only say that every folly should have as much guts and passion as Megalopolis. I’ve seen it twice now, and both times I’ve come away dazzled by its beauty, its conviction, and its moments of brilliance.

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The story takes place in a city called New Rome, which looks a lot like New York, but with Roman flourishes, from the classical architecture to the bacchanalian parties and even a Colosseum-style sports arena. The plot essentially updates a famous Roman power struggle from 63 B.C.

Adam Driver plays Cesar Catilina, an architect and designer who longs to transform New Rome into a dazzling futuristic utopia. But Cesar is challenged by the cynical mayor, Franklyn Cicero — that’s Giancarlo Esposito — who sees Cesar as a delusional dreamer. Furthering the conflict is Cicero’s daughter, Julia, a hard-partying medical-school dropout played by Nathalie Emmanuel, who asks Cesar for a job.

There’s a speechy stiffness to Coppola’s dialogue that takes some getting used to. But the story itself is a fairly straightforward mix of romance, sci-fi noir and political thriller. Cesar does hire Julia as an assistant, and they become lovers. But many complications ensue.

There’s the mystery of Cesar’s late wife, who died years ago under strange circumstances. There’s also much dysfunctional-family drama involving Cesar’s filthy-rich banker uncle, played by Jon Voight, and a ne’er-do-well cousin — that’s Shia LaBeouf. Both men have their own sinister designs on the city’s future. And in the borderline-cliché role of an unscrupulous TV reporter, Aubrey Plaza steals every scene, as Plaza usually does.

There’s more, much more: horse-drawn chariots and nightclub unicorns, Old Hollywood-style film techniques and kaleidoscopic visual effects, wild sex and startling violence. There are also references to Pygmalion, Marcus Aurelius, Sapphic poetry and Hamlet, whose “to be or not to be” soliloquy Cesar at one point performs. He’s in the throes of an existential crisis, fearful that humanity’s time may be running out.

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And if Megalopolis has one subject, it’s time. The characters talk about time constantly. The trippy production design is full of clocks and sundials. Cesar has the supernatural ability to briefly freeze time in its tracks, but even he cannot halt its forward march for long. Watching the movie, I couldn’t stop thinking about Coppola, who’s now 85, and his own battle with time, including the four decades he spent trying to get Megalopolis made.

But whatever resentment Coppola may feel toward an industry that has both honored and shunned him over the years, there isn’t a trace of bitterness in the movie. Cesar believes in the future, and so does Coppola. Just because Rome fell, he seems to say, doesn’t mean the world has to. Wars can end, the planet can be saved and people can choose to live in a more inclusive and equitable society.

Most of all, Coppola clearly believes in the future of movies, and that, in a medium overrun with franchises, streaming junk and AI technology, there’s still room for a big-screen work of art as grandly improbable and deeply human as Megalopolis. Like so many of Francis Ford Coppola’s movies, it truly is one from the heart.

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