
Annie Hamilton
Writer at Freelance
Like all art, there is Great truth to my tweets, but also keep in mind it is ART & a SHOW & not to be mistaken for anything else! @soimwritinganovel on insta
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Dec 16, 2024 |
gq.com | Annie Hamilton
“1234” by Feist was bumping at the 72nd Street Urban Outfitters while the cops handcuffed me and took me to jail. It was 2007; I was 15 years old. My plan had failed. I was going to buy four pairs of socks to secure a receipt and perform an imaginary “business call” as I passed through the metal detectors while exiting the store (in case the beeper went off).
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Jun 13, 2024 |
gq.com | Annie Hamilton
I first heard Tavi Gevinson’s name at a breakfast I attended on the Upper West Side in 2010. A group of mothers were talking about her, seemingly with some envy. I was confused; UWS moms aren’t supposed to be jealous of 14-year-old girls.
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Feb 29, 2024 |
metrograph.com | Annie Hamilton
Photo courtesy of Annie Hamilton. Annie Hamilton is a writer and performer from NYC who writes a seasonal diary for Metrograph, recounting her adventures and encounters across the city. Metrograph, play this god damned movie! Play it every week! Man, this flick was hard to find. My agent recommended it to me and I felt too silly telling her that I no longer have a DVD player.
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Feb 27, 2024 |
nytimes.com | Annie Hamilton
Close to the action at a Knicks game, a writer gets some advice from Kenan Thompson of "Saturday Night Live."Madison Square Garden went very quiet when my face appeared on the giant screen above center court. The silence was noticeable. A few seconds earlier, Kenan Thompson's face had brought down the house. It wasn't like anyone gasped or got angry - no one seemed taken aback. It was just that no one knew who the hell I was. And why should they? I'm not famous.
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Feb 24, 2024 |
nytimes.com | Annie Hamilton
For a fleeting moment, she was the queen of Madison Square Garden. Madison Square Garden went very quiet when my face appeared on the giant screen above center court. The silence was noticeable. A few seconds earlier, Kenan Thompson's face had brought down the house. It wasn't like anyone gasped or got angry - no one seemed taken aback. It was just that no one knew who the hell I was. And why should they? I'm not famous. I had no right to be up there in the first place.
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