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Burlington Wine & Food Festival: Get Yourself To Vermont, Pronto!

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Burlington Wine & Food Festival: Get Yourself To Vermont, Pronto!

While we’re waiting for the arrival of the legendary Saratoga Wine & Food Festival—made all the more inviting by the fact that saratoga living Design Editor Colin Cowie will be planning and appearing at the event this year, and that the International Bugatti Tour will be motoring in, too—why not take a drive north to check out another city’s take on the dynamic pairing?

The Burlington Wine & Food Festival will be gracing Vermont’s most happening city June 20-23, in locations such as Waterworks Food + Drink in neighboring Winooski and throughout Burlington’s Church Street Marketplace.

More than ten unique events and seminars, featuring the area’s top restaurants and winemakers from around the world, will take place throughout the week, culminating on the 23rd with two grand tasting sessions in Waterfront Park on the shores of Lake Champlain.

Philadelphia’s Music Man: Yannick Nézet-Séguin

Sandy MacDonald
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Philadelphia’s Music Man: Yannick Nézet-Séguin

As a child, I had a bird’s-eye view of the Metropolitan Opera. In 1962, I was exploring the hidden passageways of the old Met, when famed soprano Leontyne Price lost her voice during La Fanciulla del West, and my father, the house doctor, had to prescribe her vocal rest. I was at the about-to-open new Met in 1966, when, during the dress rehearsal for Antony and Cleopatra,she had to be extracted from a malfunctioning pyramid. I promise not to jinx the Met’s Music Director designate, Yannick Nézet-Séguin, when he brings his home-team Philadelphia Orchestra to perform at the Saratoga Performing Arts Center (SPAC) August 8-28—a commitment that preceded the Met’s staggering announcement, last winter, that he’d been appointed successor to James Levine.

Although Nézet-Séguin has already begun advising and brainstorming, he won’t officially assume the Met’s reins until the 2020-21 season, his plate being already quite full. Make that plates: He’s accustomed to spinning plenty at the same time. Staggered directorships have him overseeing not just the Philadelphia Orchestra (for whom SPAC’s amphitheater was built, to Eugene Ormandy’s specifications, in 1966), but the Orchestre Métropolitain De Montréal (Nézet-Séguin’s birthplace, a mere 43 years ago) and the Rotterdam Philharmonic Orchestra in the Netherlands. Conducting, recording, teaching, inspiring…he maintains a dizzying world-orbiting schedule that seems nothing short of superhuman.

Nézet-Séguin clearly thrives on the challenge, and SPAC is one residency he wouldn’t want to miss. Although he’s conducting half of the performances, relatively speaking, it’s a vacation for him. Glancing at Nézet-Séguin’s grueling schedule, a house doctor might advise some R&R. Rest may not be the maestro’s forte, but in Saratoga Springs, with its medicinal waters, relaxing spas and panoply of enticing restaurants to sample, recreation is pretty much guaranteed.

Beyond My Battle: A Nonprofit Forged By Friendship And Activism

Jeff Dingler
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Beyond My Battle: A Nonprofit Forged By Friendship And Activism

I grew up in the Information Age, and I must admit, it’s still difficult to form a meaningful friendship over the Internet—and rarer yet, to find a group of friends willing to support me when I need them the most. This is the goal of Beyond My Battle (BMB), a Saratoga Springs-based nonprofit that provides emotional support, education, resources and awareness to people with chronic illnesses and their families.

“Isolation’s a huge problem for people with lifelong, threatening disabilities,” says Martel Catalano, one of BMB’s two cofounders. Catalano was diagnosed at age 13 with retinitis pigmentosa, a rare genetic condition that causes visual impairments, and could lead to permanent blindness. “Even the littlest thing can trigger anxiety, fear, anger or sadness,” says Catalano. “For me, it could be tripping in public or missing a handshake that triggers the thought, ‘Is my vision getting worse?’” She first met her cofounder, Nell Pritchard, in 2016, and the two hit it off immediately. Like Catalano, Pritchard also suffers from a rare genetic disorder: cystic fibrosis, a disease that attacks the lungs and one’s ability to breathe—and which, seven years ago, forced her to have a double lung transplant.

So they set out to create an on- and offline support system for those suffering from a range of chronic illnesses. “The natural human response when undergoing stress is to seek social interaction,” Catalano says. “But oftentimes, there’s a wall that gets built up. We have this stigma that we’re causing people pain or that we’ll be a burden or pitied by them.” For this reason, BMB also provides support for friends, families and caretakers of the affected. “It can be difficult to understand the emotions of—and therefore support—a loved one who’s living with a chronic disease or disability,” says Pritchard. And because a major component of BMB is online, there’s really no limit to who can be reached.

Besides its growing network in the US, BMB has also welcomed new participants from South Africa, India, France and Canada. Although there are no restrictions on who can participate, for now, the lingua franca is English. That could change soon, though: Catalano and Pritchard just wrapped up an online crowd-funding campaign, blowing past their initial goal of $13,000 in just five days. (Their follow-up goal of $19,000 was surpassed within a week.) Even the cofounders of BMB were surprised by the outpouring of interest and monetary support—but I’m not. With such an amazing idea to their name, I can’t help but feel like they’ve started a revolution. One that will make Saratoga Springs—and the world—a better place.

Al’s House Of Sports Cards In Schenectady Is A Collector’s American Dream

Will Levith
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Al’s House Of Sports Cards In Schenectady Is A Collector’s American Dream

A brief confession: At the age of 13, when my parents suggested I squirrel away my bar mitzvah money, saving it for my soon-to-be-bright future, I instead blew most of it on baseball cards. (My go-to spot at the time is still there on Caroline Street: The Vault.) I’ve been an avid collector my entire life, and have spent thousands of dollars on my collection, which includes everything from David “Big Papi” Ortiz’s rookie card (I pulled it out of a pack in 1997) and a 1933 Goudey No. 1 Benny Bengough (an expensive rarity) to full sets of Topps cards and a ball signed by Hall of Fame pitcher John Smoltz. It just so happens that the Capital Region is one of those rare places in the US where sports card stores are seemingly still everywhere and doing a bustling business: I know of shops in North Greenbush (The Collector’s Friend), Albany (Finnegan’s Sports Cards), Cohoes (The Locker Room 78), Watervliet (Matt’s Baseball) and Saratoga Springs (the aforementioned Vault). But my favorite spot of the all is Al’s House of Sports Cards in Schenectady.

I like that it’s in the Electric City; my maternal grandparents, Van and Martha Ladd, who are long gone now, lived in Schenectady their entire lives—and I grew up going to their house on Avon Road. (Ironically, it’s just a five-minute drive from Al’s, and when I drove out to interview him this past winter, I arrived 30 minutes early and had some time to kill, so I drove over to Avon to scope out my grandparents’ old digs. I parked illegally on the side of the road, and while snapping a shot on my Instagram of the palatial house, a man came out the front door and confronted me at my car. “Do you know why I’m coming out here?” he asked me. I told him that I was here because this had been my grandparents’ house when I was growing up and I was paying homage to it on my social account. Then, he asked me if I wanted a tour. I obliged. I ended up spending that half hour touring a house I knew inside and out as a child. I left there for Al’s with a new glow in my heart.) In regards to Al’s, it’s also an aesthetics thing for me: The inside of the store has mountains and caverns of cards piled high, hither and yon, in no apparent order. There are open boxes and sets, cards in top-loaders (those little hard-plastic cases) and sleeves (the soft cases) jammed into crates and in stacks on a display case, as well as comic books, hardcovers, autographs and a range of other sports memorabilia. It’s delightfully all-over-the-place, and to me, that’s heaven on Earth.

The “Al” behind the store’s name is Alex Itskov, who immigrated to Upstate New York from Russia in the 1980s with his family. He grew up in the projects on food stamps, but persevered, graduating from Albany High School and eventually finding success in the world of business. He also got swept up in the sports card world—“the hobby,” as it’s lovingly known to collectors like me—which was peaking at the time of his arrival. “I just loved it; I was always a collector,” he says. He tells me that it’s the history that makes it most interesting for him; when he’s holding a card from the ’50s or ’60s, he’s touching something that has a historical value to it.

Al's House of Sports Cards
Al’s House of Sports Cards has a range of items for sale, including rookie cards, graded cards and memorabilia. (Lawrence White)

But that’s only the first half of Itskov’s story. Last summer, he finally got his US citizenship. (I’m pretty sure I was there the weekend after he got it, and I remember congratulating him for the worthy feat; it’s not every day you get to meet a proud, new American citizen.) “If you live in this country, you really should know your heritage,” he says about becoming an American, and the difficult test he had to take to make it happen. “I don’t understand why some people don’t care for it, but I do.”

Even though the hobby’s been in steep decline for decades—the bottom fell out in the mid-’90s—Itskov still sees a steady stream of customers come into his store. Kids are all about Yankees’ phenom Aaron Judge and Pokémon, a Nintendo-owned trading-card game, while adults have been buying up the Dungeons & Dragons-y Magic: The Gathering and cheap singles to complete sets (“singles” are how us collectors refer to single player cards; it has nothing to do with Tinder).

Schenectady often gets a bad rap for being a little rough around the edges, but Itskov loves his adopted city. “Schenectady’s just a cool little town; it’s just different,” he says. I can’t help but agree. I have a history there—not to mention a “supplier” for life.

A shorter version of this story ran in the 20th Anniversary issue of saratoga living.

Justify Takes The Belmont, Wins Horse Racing’s 13th Triple Crown

Will Levith
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Justify Takes The Belmont, Wins Horse Racing’s 13th Triple Crown

“Test of the Champion”? More like “Proof of a Champion.” At the 150th Belmont Stakes—the third and final leg of the Triple Crown—trainer Bob Baffert, who first won horse racing’s most coveted trifecta in 2015 with American Pharoah, has done it again three years later. The undefeated Justify, who went 6-0 and won the 2018 Kentucky Derby, Preakness Stakes and today went wire to wire in the $1.5 million Belmont, has become the 13th Triple Crown winner in history.

Justify was expertly piloted by Hall of Famer Mike Smith, who also hit the history books, becoming the oldest jockey at age 52 to win a Triple Crown. It was gravy for Smith’s already star-studded career, which included a pair of Derby and Preakness victories, and a trio of Belmonts. Smith was inducted into the Racing Hall of Fame in 2003.

Had you read saratoga living columnist Joe “Woody” Wood’s latest column, you would’ve been more than prepared to punch your winning ticket. With Justify the clear favorite going into the race, Woody noted “play a $2.00 bet on Justify, and smile when he wins the Triple Crown, but don’t expect too much return on investment.” Sure, the payout wasn’t spectacular—just $3.60 for a win bet—you at least have the peace of mind that you did the right thing. (Horses Gronkowski and Hofburg placed and showed in the race.) Had you taken Woody’s advice a step further and gone the exotics route, your smile might be a bit wider than normal. Had you dialed in a Pick 6, for instance, you would’ve won north of $80,000.

We’re not going to rest on our laurels too long, though; our pick going into this year’s Kentucky Derby was Good Magic, who managed to eke out a second-place finish in the race. Horse racing’s a game of numbers as much as it one of skill. Better luck next year, I guess?

All betting aside, today’s all about the powerhouse trifecta of Bob Baffert, Mike Smith and Justify. Welcome to the history books!

Miss America Pageant To End Swimsuit Competition After Nearly A Century

Jeff Dingler
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Miss America Pageant To End Swimsuit Competition After Nearly A Century

Ever since the Miss America pageant first wowed audiences on the Atlantic City boardwalk in 1921, its female contestants have participated in a swimsuit competition. That all changed Tuesday when organizers announced that the annual show would scrap the swimsuit portion in favor of a question-and-answer session. The decision was made unanimously by the board of directors, seven of whom are women, and will go into effect at the national contest this September. It’s part of a rebranding effort in the wake of the #MeToo movement, as well as an opportunity for the famous beauty pageant to move past its own harassment scandal. Last December, three executives of the Miss America Organization, including the chair of the board of directors, resigned when emails were published that revealed male members using vulgar and misogynistic language about former pageant winners. Former Fox News anchor, Gretchen Carlson, took over as the new chairwoman in January, and since then, has been planning a major shakeup of Miss America competitions from the state level all the way up to the top. “We are no longer a pageant; we are a competition. We will no longer judge our candidates on their outward physical appearance,” said Carlson, who was awarded the Miss America crown in 1989, on Good Morning America.

Many have already applauded the competition’s decision to shift focus away from physical beauty and toward a contestant’s personality and education. Critics of the Miss America pageant, which garnered 5.6 million viewers on national TV last year, per Nielsen, have long argued that it encourages an unrealistically high standard of beauty on women, and that the swimsuit portion of the competition is nothing more than an opportunity for viewers to ogle and objectify women clad in high heels and bikinis. This isn’t a new complaint. Fifty years ago, the beauties of the 1968 swimsuit contest were interrupted by around 100 feminist activists, who threw “instruments of female torture” (bras, curling irons, girdles) into a trash can with “Freedom” painted across it.

Miss Glenville, Heather Thompson, competing in the 2018 Miss New York USA pageant. (Edwin Shaw Photography)

However, not everyone agrees that it’s a good decision to get rid of the swimsuit competition, or that it’s even necessarily a degrading experience. “I was not very confident in myself before I started pageants,” says Miss Glenville, Heather Thompson, a two-time participant in the Miss New York USA pageant (not to be confused with the Miss America pageant). “From doing that and living that experience, I’ve gained so much more confidence in my body and in myself.” Thompson got into beauty pageants a few years ago through a friend and admits that at first she thought the pageant world would be superficial. However, she was soon pleasantly surprised by the intelligence, drive and sense of camaraderie she found with the other participants. “That’s why I ended up falling in love with it, because I met so many inspirational girls.” Though Thompson has had a primarily positive experience, when asked whether swimsuit competitions serve to objectify women, she admits that it’s complicated. “I think there are people on the outside of it all that obviously think that it could be inappropriate when women are walking onstage in their bikinis. But as a woman you’re signing up for something that you have to gain confidence for, and it’s something that feels good for us.” Thompson also points out that contestants can wear one-pieces or opt to wear something less revealing on religious grounds.

Though it’s the end of the swimsuit era for Miss America, it’s not the end of beauty pageants or the debate over them. As for Heather Thomson? She’s already signed up to participate in this year’s Miss USA.

Cantina Reopens Just A Few Buildings Down From Original Location

Jeff Dingler
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Cantina Reopens Just A Few Buildings Down From Original Location

There’s nothing better after a long week at saratoga living than walking down the two flights of stairs, crossing Northshire Bookstore and getting a margarita at Cantina (yes, the office is that close to salsa and tequila—can you say “dangerous”?). But now the seller of delicious Mexican fare and drinks has moved. Well, more like scooted down the street a little. On Wednesday, June 6, Cantina reopened its doors at its new location on 408 Broadway in what used to be home to Lillian’s Restaurant before it closed in 2016.

The new Cantina, or “Cantina 2.0” as owners Heath and Jeff Ames jokingly call it, will feature more space for patrons as well as an updated menu with new items like chocolate tacos made from Kilwin’s waffle cones and a number of new cocktails, including one called La Borracha (the drunken woman) made with gin and hibiscus-infused pisco (a South American brandy made from grape musts and juices). There’s also a second floor to the new building, but it’s not quite finished yet. The Ames hope to unveil it in six months, utilizing the space for catering and future events (picture maybe a Caffè Lena-esque room, but with a Mexican-American flavor).

Local company Bonacio Construction was tapped to do all the remodeling for the new location, which had been completely stripped of all the previous restaurant’s fixtures and decor. The proximity to the old restaurant (430 Broadway) is not even a block; the new location straddles Kilwins Candy Store and Gardner Street. Interestingly, both Heath and Jeff Ames decided not to advertise or make a big deal about the opening of the new location. “We are working hard to keep it the same Cantina,” Ames told Saratoga Today. “Just a bigger, better and faster version of it.” Perhaps they also didn’t want patrons (like me) thinking that the restaurant had moved far away from its already great location Downtown. Either way, I’m glad I won’t have to walk any farther for my Friday evening margarita. ¡Salud!

 

‘Saratoga Living’ Celebrates Its 20th Anniversary Issue and ‘The Saratoga 20’

Will Levith
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‘Saratoga Living’ Celebrates Its 20th Anniversary Issue and ‘The Saratoga 20’

On the night of May 30, saratoga living celebrated its 20th anniversary in style at the newly renovated Putnam Place. Not only were we honoring two decades of the magazine’s presence in Saratoga Springs (and our fantastic new issue), but also “The Saratoga 20,” the ten men and ten women in Saratoga and beyond contributing to our community in new and exciting ways. Below, take a look at the exclusive video shot at the party by Red Cape Dream Productions. Enjoy.

Stars Love Saratoga: Celebrities, Athletes And Power Players Converge On The Spa City

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Stars Love Saratoga: Celebrities, Athletes And Power Players Converge On The Spa City

It was 2004. Just months into moving to New York City, and I was perched in front of the TV in my tiny Queens apartment, praying. I’m not a very religious man, but damned if I wasn’t saying something to someone up there that night. It was basically: “Please, Boston Red Sox, win the World Series” over and over again. Then it happened—and the rest of the night’s a blur of cheering and laughing and back-slapping and whiskey shots.

I never would’ve gotten to that place without the Sox’s Designated Hitter David Ortiz. He’d been so clutch the entire Series, but especially against the formidable New York Yankees in the American League Championship Series. Every time we needed a big hit, he came through. He’s been one of my heroes ever since—and I aspire to one day meet him and thank him.

Until then, he’ll be just another untouchable celebrity—the type that’s been a summer mainstay in Saratoga Springs. Whether it’s Olympic gold medalist Shaun White grabbing a bite at Hattie’s (his girlfriend is Greenwich, NY native Sarah Barthel, lead singer of Phantogram) or Emmy Award-winning soap opera icon Susan Lucci taking in a day at the races, Saratoga’s where the rich and famous come to play in the summer. We even caught some of them in the act. —Will Levith

Commentary: First Kate Spade, Now Anthony Bourdain? Suicide, And The Mental Health Epidemic In America (Updated)

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Commentary: First Kate Spade, Now Anthony Bourdain? Suicide, And The Mental Health Epidemic In America (Updated)

Last year, I was writing full time for a website from my home office in Troy, churning out breaking news and full-length features at a tremendous clip. It was a busy time, and one that weighed heavily on my mind. (I had recently moved from New York City back home to Upstate New York, was in a new house, and was all alone, writing day in and day out.) I sought solace in the weekly Skype sessions I had with my psychologist in Oakland, California—I started visiting him weekly while on a five-month-long, work-life trip in 2015 with my wife—and I was desperate to keep my anxiety and feelings of general blueness at bay; this was supposed to be my dream job, and I didn’t want my mental health to spoil it.

One of my morning tasks for the website was trawling social media and the Internet for the latest trending stories and reporting them in real time. I remember my heart sinking on May 18, 2017, reading about the suicide of Soundgarden frontman Chris Cornell in shocked silence, and then methodically typing out this obituary, in which I included my five favorite songs of his. Almost to the day, two months later, I found myself writing a second obit, this time for rocker Chester Bennington of Linkin Park. And then in August, penning a first-person appeal to Irish singer Sinéad O’Connor, who had posted a frightening, suicidal plea on her Facebook page to anyone who’d listen. I remember talking at length about these people with my psychologist, and feeling like something truly sinister was happening in America. If people of such great fortune and fame—the people we (you and me) look up to—were choosing self-inflicted death over life, that we, as a society, were getting something terribly wrong. What really weighed on me: For every one of those high profile suicides that occurred—123 people commit suicide in America daily, by the way—there were countless others that didn’t get the press or the tributes, and behind them, there were people who were suffering in silence, dying alone and in pain. Those were some difficult months to wrap my head around.

So on Tuesday, when I read about the death of Kate Spade—the talented fashion designer behind the popular handbag line (one that I’d definitely seen in my wife’s closet)—and now just today, Anthony Bourdain, the TV personality, food author and all-around raconteur (I was a big fan of his work), I’m once again grasping for straws, wondering why and how this could’ve happened. Short of re-reporting the news that every Saratogian will read over the next few days, I’m left wondering out loud what we as a community can do to make sure a tragedy like the ones I’ve described above don’t turn our lives upside down. Just last May, it was reported that Saratoga County had a frighteningly high suicide rate—with the majority of suicides occurring in places like nearby Clifton Park and Saratoga Springs. There are a number of local places that people can go to receive treatment or at the very least, talk to someone and get whatever is hurting them off their mind. Some of these places include: The Saratoga County Department of Mental Health and Addiction Services, which is located on South Broadway in Saratoga (518.584.9030), as well as Four Winds Hospital (518.584.3600) and the Saratoga Center for the Family (518.587.8008). Of course, there’s also the National Suicide Prevention Hotline, where there’s always someone to take your call: 1.800.273.8255. (There are many, many more resources on the community and national levels.)

But short of dropping statistics and giving out numbers, to affect real change, it requires us to sit down and have tough conversations with our family and friends, be open about our feelings with ourselves and others and try not to be too judgmental of one another. We need to continue writing about America’s mental health epidemic and our personal struggles (as I’ve done in the past), exploring holistic solutions such as meditation (I’ve been meditating daily since my trip to the West Coast) and learning what we can about our complex minds and how they react to pain.

On June 11, I received an email, which included an open letter written by #MeToo Movement activist and actress Rose McGowan about her friend, actress Asia Argento, who was dating Bourdain at the time of his suicide. It’s worth reading for some perspective on how suicide affects us all—and what might be done to prevent it. Below, I’ve reprinted the letter in its entirety:

Dear Fellow Humans,

Sitting across from me is the remarkable human and brave survivor, Asia Argento, who has been through more than most could stand, and yet stand she does. She stood up to her monster rapist and now she has to stand up to yet another monster, suicide. The suicide of her beloved lover and ally, Anthony Bourdain. I write these truths because I have been asked to. I know so many around the world thought of Anthony Bourdain as a friend and when a friend dies, it hurts. Many of these people who lost their “friend” are wanting to lash out and blame. You must not sink to that level. Suicide is a horrible choice, but it is that person’s choice.

When Anthony met Asia, it was instant chemistry. They laughed, they loved and he was her rock during the hardships of this last year. Anthony was open with his demons, he even wrote a book about them. In the beginning of their relationship, Anthony told a mutual friend, “He’s never met anyone who wanted to die more than him.” And through a lot of this last year, Asia did want the pain to stop. But here’s the thing: Over their time together, thankfully, she did the work to get help, so she could stay alive and live another day for her and her children. Anthony’s depression didn’t let him, he put down his armor, and that was very much his choice. His decision, not hers. His depression won. Anthony and Asia had a free relationship, they loved without borders of traditional relationships, and they established the parameters of their relationship early on. Asia is a free bird, and so was Anthony. Was. Such a terrible word to write. I’ve heard from many that the past two years they were together were some of his happiest and that should give us all solace.

Anthony was 61, the same age my father was when he died. My father also suffered from intermittent deep depression, and like Anthony, was part of a “pull up your bootstraps and march on” generation. The a “strong man doesn’t ask for help” generation. I know before Anthony died he reached out for help, and yet he did not take the doctor’s advice. And that has led us here, to this tragedy, to this loss, to this world of hurt. Do NOT do the sexist thing and burn a woman on the pyre of misplaced blame. Anthony’s internal war was his war, but now she’s been left on the battlefield to take the bullets. It is in no way fair or acceptable to blame her or anyone else, not even Anthony. We are asking you to be better, to look deeper, to read and learn about mental illness, suicide and depression before you make it worse for survivors by judging that which we do not understand, that which can never fully be understood. Sometimes we are stuck in the unknowable, and that is where we are now, a massive wave of darkness that threatens to swallow everyone in its wake.

As I watch Asia do her job on set today, I see a pillar of strength who continues to work to put food on her children’s table. I see Elizabeth Taylor carrying on filming Cat on a Hot Tin Roof despite her love, her husband, dying in a plane crash. I see all of us who have carried on. Please join me in sending healing energy to Anthony on his journey, and to all who’ve been left behind to journey on without him. There is no one to blame but the stigma of loneliness, the stigma of asking for help, the stigma of mental illness, the stigma of being famous and hurting.

We must do more and be better. Anthony, our friend, would want it that way.

To the media and to the random commenter, Anthony would never have wanted Asia to be hurt, I’d like to think he would want us to have the collective conversation that needs to be had about depression. Blame is NOT a conversation, it is the shutting down of our collective growth. Which is where we are now. We have a choice as humans, shrink to our smaller, uglier selves, or be better and grow as only true Phoenixes can. I urge you to be that Phoenix.

With great sadness and even greater hope, I remain,

Rose McGowan

cc: Asia Argento

If you are considering suicide, reach out. We need you here. You matter. You exist. You count. There is help a phone call away, reach out.

I’m really not looking forward to writing this piece again—but something tells me, I’ll be doing it again soon enough.

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