It comes up in every book group I’ve ever joined, but it still irked me when a woman made this contribution during my current book group’s last meeting: “I hated it. I didn’t like the main character at all. She just seemed so weird.” Cue a collective internal sigh from the rest of the group.
Despite my qualms about its conflicting image as workers’ rights champion/kiddie pornographer, I still sometimes shop at American Apparel. What can I say? They have decently priced basic items. Plus, I’d feel hypocritical criticizing only one brand when I’m not willing to grill the rest of my clothes on the ethics of their origins. (“What […]