Ingenuity 101: DIY and the World of Tomorrow

I am interested in the upswing in enthusiasm for Do-It-Yourself (DIY) projects and initiatives. From bee-keeping to urban farming to bicycle repair, people across the country are taking on a wealth of independent projects with nothing but a heap of ingenuity and their local Home Depot to help them. Just across the street from me, there is an organization that hosts workshops almost every evening on everything from “Print Your Own Monogram Stationary” to “Build Your Own Terrarium!” Read More Ingenuity 101: DIY and the World of Tomorrow

Big Fat STARES And How To Deal With Them

When it comes to being stared at, I consider myself lucky. I don’t find people staring at me very much. Maybe it’s because I’ve retained a bit of what my college friends called “The Golda Walk,” where you basically walk around NYC looking like a badass when you’re really just a total nerd who happens to have broad shoulders.

But anyway, back to staring. I’m not used to it. So it was particularly weird when, one brisk October morning last week, I met up with a fellow coach at a cafe in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, and proceeded to get stared at by nearly everyone who came in or out of there. Read More Big Fat STARES And How To Deal With Them

All I Want for Christmas Is To Be Gen. X

Are you old enough to remember and appreciate the renaissance of Kurt and Courtney and zines and Cabbage Patch Dolls and Daria and Sassy and My So-Called Life? If so, I envy you as only a Gen. Y-er, part of the generation that is defined by disenfranchisement and raging discontent, can. Read More All I Want for Christmas Is To Be Gen. X

An Ode to Sneakers

I’ve never been into fashion. It’s not that I don’t appreciate its aesthetic or cultural value; I just have never been good at picking out clothes and putting an outfit together. I blame an incredibly easy 80s childhood. I liked bright colors and anything with animals on it, and my mom picked out my clothes every morning. It wasn’t until middle school that I suddenly had to get rid of all my neon and puffy-painted items and upgrade to something grown up”¦like flannel shirts. (Sigh.) Read More An Ode to Sneakers