Essays
If you aren’t getting the right answer, you might be asking the wrong questions
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Worth every penny
Lindsey, my sixteen-year old daughter, waved a pair of jeans at me. Their extremely wide bellbottom legs whipped back and...
Bring on the beige
I entered the Banana Republic in Union Square in Manhattan on a mission. My goal was to buy new clothes...
When you stop thinking…
You’d think my decision to pursue my childhood dream of becoming a “real” artist would be something to celebrate. But...
