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All Those Wasted Hours

Remember high school? The now-outdated hair styles, crispy 90s bangs or garish Y2K highlights, strolling through the hallways, flanked by boys in pleated khakis. The ring of the bell and slam of lockers. That constant confusion that seemed to hang...
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Sit With Me

“What I liked was chunks of time all together, every real moment… I only wanted to find great people and let them be themselves… and I’d film them for a certain length of time and that would be the movie.” — Andy...
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Give Me Fiction

Small and fat with a tiny, bendable key that unlocked your thoughts, a bright fabric-covered lined notebook, or a more grown-up black Moleskine with its heavy vanilla pages: I think at one point everyone has kept a diary. Or at least started one. I...
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What Fall Tastes Like

I get my freedom and my beauty from my mother’s side. My grandmother would have me believe that pretty girls are bad. I believe my mother instead. But still, I try to keep my beauty hidden.     article...
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Fuller Skirts

In 2002, my favorite skirt was a Vivienne Westwood dove grey accordion-pleated skirt scored at a resale shop. I wore it with my own cut T-shirt creations and sometimes with white little boy’s Hanes sleeveless undershirts. Exactly 110 years...
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How It Stirred You

  While the summer sun is a lulling warm touch, the Fall breeze has a way of stirring you, a way of kicking up the dust inside you and bringing that stored sunshine to the surface. ...
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The Great American Shoe

The perfect summertime shoe is Minnetonka’s Thunderbird Moccasin. Cute and quirky, released in 1960 and still going strong, the shoe is as classic as Winnie Cooper in cut-offs on a banana-seat Schwinn. Think barbeques, beach houses, sundresses on...
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In Pursuit of Light

A little girl runs around the yard on a sticky summer evening snatching at the air trying to grab the fleeting flashes of light dancing in the dark. ...
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Green Girls

American girls are just like avocados. The explanatory quote that comes at the end of this short novel is even more brilliant, considering that the title is The Dud Avocado. I want to so badly, but I just can't spoil it for you. The book was...
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