Infinity Crush Is Your New Soft Pop Darling

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Fall deep into loss and love with her new album, ‘Warmth Equation’

Caroline White, who just released her first album Warmth Equation under the moniker Infinity Crush, was lucky enough to have her life shaped by the Maryland music scene starting at a young age. "I was just around a lot of people that were writing songs all the time when I was around 19, so I started doing it too. Everyone around me was making music, and every weekend we were playing shows—it just felt natural to be constantly writing songs," she says.

White's accomplished a lot in the past few months: On top of finishing her first LP, she's had a spot on an Orchid Tapes compilation, and recently opened for bands Teen Suicide and Elvis Depressedly on the final date of their joint tour. The experience of opening for both bands was emotional for her, she says, because of her pride in her peers, a sentiment you can hear in her voice. "So many kids were there, and really, really cared, and felt really deep strong connections towards them and towards their music," she says. "It was great to see them thriving and people really connecting with their music." Her integration in the scene she grew up in and love for her friends is clear in the way she speaks; about her friends' bands, about labels Joy Void and Orchid Tapes and the people who run them, and about her coming-of-age as a whole. 

Music is often an outlet for extreme emotion, and this is certainly the case for White. The sudden death of her father a few years ago was the impetus for White to produce a slew of songs that have since been pared down into a single, exceptional album, Warmth Equation, which features songs like "Wipe Down," in which the artist reminisces about what life was like with her father, and paints a portrait of deep, inescapable loss.

Of course, not all of the songs are about death. Mourning isn't experienced in a vacuum, and White made sure to make reference to this. "The album wants to capture the full encompassing experience of grief and grieving, which is not always just sitting around crying. There are standard pop songs in there that are like, 'Yes, you can be grieving and also feel okay at the same time.' It's part of the process." 

Even if all the songs aren't about grieving, they still grapple with painful topics revolving around struggle and more typical growing pains, though they still exist within the framework of having experienced great loss. White explains:

I guess we think of loss as just this one all-encompassing period where it's like two months, and you're super sad, and you kind of live your life after that, and move on. But it's a lot more complex than that. And that's what I was trying to capture. Even when we're overwhelmingly upset about something, other things can still bother you, you know? People are very complex beings. And you can feel so many things at once.

White is currently in the process of earning her master's in poetry, but she views music and writing as separate entities, and feels like she has the ability to "get away with" more in songwriting than in poetry, even saying she would drive herself insane if she approached her songwriting like she approaches her poetic studies. But still, she cites a benefit to the lack of strict rules that songwriting provides:

I think that the way that I write lyrics, there's more immediacy. I'll just sit down and I'll write the whole song. And I think that there's kind of an emotional truth to that—not saying that poems aren't as truthful, but they're a lot more edited and picked out and censored, filtered. Whereas writing a song is just like vomit. It's the truth. Whether or not it's the factual truth, it does display the exact thing that you're feeling in that moment.

The artist's songwriting process has a lot to do with that truth. Where poems take revision after revision and can be dropped and picked back up, that's not how White approaches music writing. She does it all at once, even if it takes hours, because otherwise, she won't finish. This is understandable—it's hard to force yourself into an emotional space you were in before. Perhaps this is why Warmth Equation feels so honest. It's not a revised version of the truth, but the truth as it's being experienced.

Warmth Equation is out now on Joy Void Recordings

Nail polish is for novices

Fashion label The Blonds is known for its high-intensity looks that you'd only wear if you wanted to stand out (and who doesn't?). For its runway shows, wild press-on nails are the beauty step that can't be missed. So, since the brand has partnered with CND since it was founded, we thought it best to get prepped for the show with Jan Arnold, CND's co-founder.

See why you should take your nail look from a zero to a 10, in the video above.

Shot by Charlotte Prager
Edited by Gretta Wilson
Produced by Alexandra Hsie
Production Assistant: Polina Buchak
Featuring Jan Arnold of CND Nails and The Blonds



Photo courtesy of Warner Bros. Pictures.

It would've been nice if someone said the word "fat"

Back in November, Rebel Wilson claimed to be the first plus-sized lead in a romantic comedy when she appeared on Ellen to talk about her role in Isn't It Romantic. Wilson was not only wrong, but she was—even if inadvertently—erasing the work of Black plus-size actresses like Queen Latifah and Mo'Nique, both of whom have expansive resumes that include romantic comedies.

Wilson's comment isn't the first example of white women taking up a little too much space in the fat acceptance ethos. It's actually quite common. But there is a reason why women like Wilson—women who are blonde, pretty, successful, and white—get put front and center in calls for body positivity. In the same way that feminism—the movement from which body positivity was born—has often failed to address how gender intersects with other identities like race and class; so, too, has body positivity been championed as a cause for otherwise privileged women. And that's why it's no surprise that Isn't It Romantic, which aspires to be both a spot-on mockery of rom-coms and a celebration of body positivity, is actually a perfect example of how very white both the movie genre and the body positivity movement tend to be.

In the film, Wilson plays Natalie, an architect based in New York, who is single and plus-sized—the archetypal rom-com underdog. Very early on in the movie, she endures the double humiliation of both being hit by a runaway food cart and then accosted by its owner for not stopping it with her "cement truck"-like body. At work, Natalie is similarly disrespected: The office manager hands off troubleshooting tasks to Natalie; another colleague always tasks Natalie to throw out his trash; her assistant Whitney (Betty Gilpin) won't stop watching movies (rom-coms, naturally) while in the office; and Natalie is so afraid to present her ideas for more innovative parking garage designs that she isn't even widely known in the firm as an architect, and is treated like an intern.

But is Natalie just a doormat? Or is it that she isn't asking for what she wants? And isn't very nice about not getting it? If Natalie's life is any example, the bar on suffering is set pretty low for white women. In her personal life, Natalie lives alone with her dog, and seems to be pretty well-off, financially; her best friend is actually her slacker assistant, Whitney, and she's close with another coworker, Josh (Adam Devine), who gives Natalie constant emotional support. She's decidedly anti-romantic, having been told by her mother from a young age that there's no such thing as real-life fairy tales; she's level-headed and practical. But also, she's filled with self-loathing. This leads her to be crass, sarcastic, and disconnected from people. And it was this last part that was hard for me. As a fat Black woman who grew up broke, does not have an assistant, and would get fired if I didn't do my job well, it was hard, if not impossible, to root for her.

For Natalie, though, everything changes when she bangs her head while fighting off a mugger. Her mundane life is tinted through rosy rom-com glasses. Suddenly, all the things that sucked about her life are gone, and everything is beautiful and perfect. But was her life so bad before? It didn't really seem to be.

And yet, looking around the theater at the mostly white, female audience, I accepted that my feelings didn't seem to be shared. But that almost seems to be by design; this feels like a movie for a white, female audience. There is only one person of color in the movie who even has a name: It's Isabelle (Priyanka Chopra), who shows up about halfway through the film—after everything has been rom-com filtered—as a yoga ambassador and swimsuit model. But a name is all Isabella has. A supporting character at best, she doesn't have any connection to anyone other than her white boyfriend, and is sketchily drawn. We learn nothing of her familial or ethnic background, and, even when she is shown at her wedding, there is nobody from her family celebrating with her. This huge oversight is particularly bizarre, given that Natalie has already bemoaned the lack of diversity in romantic films.

Another huge oversight? The presence of the word "fat." I don't think I heard it used a single time. Natalie only references her weight indirectly, by commenting on the appearance of straight-sized women; when talking about her own body, the word "fat" is replaced with "girl like me." But by ignoring this aspect of herself, and refusing to address it head-on, Natalie is succumbing to the same fatphobia that shapes her world, whether she identifies it as being a problem or not.

Before her life becomes a rom-com, Natalie feels invisible at work and in the world. Some of this is certainly her fault, but fatphobia is also at play. Fatphobia chips away at the humanity of fat people from different angles. It means that Natalie gets used to being dehumanized; she doesn't expect others to have empathy for her when she's physically hurt, because they don't value her body. And it's no coincidence that Natalie's fantasy world includes a magically bigger apartment with unlimited clothing options, because discrimination against fat people isn't just a matter aesthetics and preferences—it affects everything from our ability to dress ourselves to our ability to make and save money, since there's a price to pay for being fat, even if it's just having to pay more to travel. Just as much as gender and race intersect with fat bodies, so, too, do economics and class.

I knew I could count on a plus-sized white comedian to take down a genre of films that prioritized thin women. But I ventured to see if Wilson could go further than that, and challenge what it means to be white and well-off and fat in the process; it isn't just about taking down rom-coms but about doing so in a way that isn't just a mouthpiece for white feminist values. But, in the end, that isn't what happened. Isn't It Romantic is fine, but it needed to do more than target an audience of girls who are 10 to 30 pounds overweight and still too jolted by the word "fat" to ever apply it to themselves, so they go for acceptable alternatives, like curvy, plus-sized—or thicc, if they're hip. But I'm not afraid to say I'm fat, I'm just disappointed I will be waiting even longer to see a realistic reflection of that experience onscreen.

Isn't It Romantic is in theaters now.