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Mommy Juice: The Absurdity of Mom Wine Culture

Mommy Juice: The Absurdity of Mom Wine Culture

Can we pause for one second before we crack open the Rosé and think, Where am I going with this? Closer to life or further away? Why? Is this what it means to be alive? Is there some kind of connection to this—the wine, the food, the sex, the 500th Netflix show, whatever—and the disconnection we’re seeing in the world? Maybe?