I’ve taught myself to ward off chaos with inflexible beliefs, following a path so narrow that even the unexpected joys of life have trouble getting in.
I’m forcing myself to start off the summer with some serious simplifying and lifestyle-reevaluating. So, I’m going to begin with the basics (wardrobe, books, etc.), to get the ball rolling on a broader overhaul.
You should at least concede that their cover is one of those lovely stick-it-to-the-man scenarios. The man, here, being a white-washed lovechild of privilege and tradition, which in itself has many spawn…this one in particular being the gilded laurels over which Queen Anna Wintour presides.
More and more I am noticing how technology allows me to avoid more important pursuits and more enriching lines of thought. I can’t settle for denial any longer, so it’s time to make a change.
The more you try on different hats, the easier it is to pinpoint what you like and don’t like, who you really are beyond the mirror.
Ever since the publication of The Feminine Mystique, American women have been haunted by the problem of more.