Nae Cole Whitman is a HOUSE MUSIC DJ, baby! A writer of essay, travel, fiction, and food. Author of HAG, a memoir exploring all the ways we hide inside our labels. A poet, Bon Vivant, and Slipping Glimpser. Someone with an obsession for diners, cool old lamps, belly dancing, road trips, and Tom Jones. She adores brunches which turn into dinners, prefers barefoot picnics to fine dining, and believes biscuits with honey to be a cure-all. Allow my friends, because surrender creates space. When that doesn’t work? Sing at the top of your lungs. Badly.
I'm a DJ. I make shit. I also talk a great deal about highbrow, lowbrow, nobrow. It's a look. It's cool.
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