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  • Jan 3, 2025 | leandramcohen.substack.com | Leandra M. Cohen

    Dressed in a black, long-sleeve jersey turtleneck and knee-cap leggings some 3 months ago, I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror of a fitness studio. It occurred to me that I was wearing what could become a versatile winter uniform, made only more true given the context of where I was —On a Pilates reformer.

  • Dec 20, 2024 | leandramcohen.substack.com | Leandra M. Cohen

    It got to be like, 60 degrees on Tuesday and the sun came out after a few days down at around noon or 12:30. It was perfect given where I was walking — through midtown, in the heart of New York’s holiday cheer. But this is the season of chasing time, which makes it hard to pick up on the tacit qualities that unknowingly lead us as we embark on these races against an indefeatable clock.

  • Dec 19, 2024 | leandramcohen.substack.com | Leandra M. Cohen

    The above is a recording of the below essay. I had a tantrum last Friday morning. I’d just returned home from getting my kids to school and before my baby was going to wake up, I wanted to do 30 minutes of something. But I was in the delirium new moms face when they’re met with a rare, sparkling moment of freedom and don’t quite know what to do with it: open the boxes that are in the hallway? clear the kitchen counter? send off these emails?

  • Dec 13, 2024 | leandramcohen.substack.com | Leandra M. Cohen

    I went to a party last Saturday night dressed in the sequined St. John set shown in Tuesday’s letter, with sheer black tights and these shoes. To offset slippery-slip-slopping, I took a pair of rubbery nipple covers I originally got to wear under a sheer tank top to a wedding and stuck them, adhesive side down, into the slope of the shoe, which to my surprise, totally worked.

  • Oct 31, 2024 | botharetrue.substack.com | Sari Azout |Yancey Strickler |Leandra M. Cohen |Adam Mastroianni

    For the past few months, I’ve been having pretty dope, v vulnerable conversations with people who inspire me. The result, about which I am still in disbelief, is a physical and digital print publication called… Whoa, Vol. 1Conversations To Make You Feel HumanThe zine opens with a lil letter from me which I wanted to share with you all below.