Larry David has built a career on his anxieties and obsessions with banal minutiae, and he always has the last laugh. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree when it comes to his eldest daughter, Cazzie. The author (of the essay collection No One Asked for This), filmmaker (her debut feature, I Love You Forever, is available for streaming), and AIR MAIL columnist is just as hilariously self-deprecating as her father, and her upcoming book, Delusions: Of Grandeur, of Romance, of Progress, promises to deliver more in that vein. Set to publish next year, the essay collection, spanning Cazzie’s 29th year, reflects on the delusions that, in her words, “laid waste to her 20s,” and reckons with their consequences now that “the specter of a new decade is looming.” Ahead of its release, Cazzie shares her key components to the good life. —Carolina de Armas
Airport: La Guardia, post-renovation.
Alibi: One that checks out?
App: Notes app. Which is basically the garbage dump of my mind but also the only app that doesn’t ruin my life?
Bag: One I steal from my mom.
Bedtime: Anytime before midnight; 11:59 p.m. is perfect.
Bike: I feel strongly that it shouldn’t be frowned upon to use a bike with training wheels. Bikes should have four wheels. Two wheels doesn’t make sense. Scientists can’t even explain how it works! Why do people give a shit if there are two little wheels in the back?! So what!! Normalize training wheels.
Birthday: Nobody cares. (Read my book for more on this.)
Breakfast: Yogurt with strawberries. Three caffeinated beverages.
Cocktail: Dirty martini, extra olives.
Cocktail appetizer: Olives!
