The Importance of Identifying Experts (In Any Field)

For as long as civilization has had the stability, and by extension the spare time, to allow a person to become specialized, we have been in love with the existence of mastery. Masters were noticed for being the most capable, unique, or precise at what they did, and the consistent attention given to them would…

Talking Isn’t Enough

It’s been a while since I’ve posted on this blog. If left to my own devices, especially when I’m feeling sad, I stay inside a lot. This habit is not without its bright sides. I watch a lot of movies, I don’t eat fast food, I protect my skin from the sun, and I perfect…

Don’t Tell Me to Culotte My Jets

Culottes are now without a doubt the most fetching thing to cover your butt with. While in Milan, a friend and I had recurring discussions about the usually wide-leg, knee-length trouser sweeping fashionable shins around the globe known as the culotte. Specifically, she had some, wanted to wear them, but wasn’t exactly sure how. We…

Kind of Good, Kind of Gross

There is something wonderful about things that have an undertone of grossness to them. Not physically dirty, but grotesque; somewhat uncomfortable to look at. I’ve always felt that way. As a child, my favorite playground activity was digging up worms I could find under the mulch and crosshatching them like the latticework of a pie. If blame is…

Celebrate Good Finds

The past few days in Milan have been rainy and cold, leaving my spirit feeling like the smushed tip of a banana that you grimace at before throwing in the trash. Bruised and lost in a sea of garbage. But yesterday the grey monochrome expanse formally known as the sky broke up to reveal the sun…