Four stories about architecture and design: the Urban Death Project, the materials we use to build, designing for the blind, and creating spaces in video games.
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Top 5 Longreads of the Week
Our favorite stories of the week, featuring CityBeat, Pacific Standard, Guernica, The New Yorker, and Jarry Mag.
‘Living for a Plank and Four Wheels in a Profligate Culture’
My wife, Daphne, got to something I’d been trying to figure out for years when, after reading a particularly asinine article in the February 2003 issue [of Thrasher magazine], she said: “It’s really not OK that these people are using so little of their brains.” “Using so little.” It’s the perfect indictment of everything that’s […]
‘A Few Words About Breasts’ From Nora Ephron
I was about six months younger than everyone else in my class, and so for about six months after it began, for six months after my friends had begun to develop (that was the word we used, develop), I was not particularly worried. I would sit in the bathtub and look down at my breasts […]
The People on Our Postage Stamps: A Reading List
Flannery O’Connor is going to be on a stamp!
The People on Our Postage Stamps: A Reading List
Flannery O’Connor is going to be on a stamp!
Hooah to All That: On Leaving NYC for a Writing Life in a Military Town
My writer friends tend to see my new world as grist for writing, and I suppose it is. But this is also my life, not some sociological quest. I am not play-acting the soldier’s wife; my husband is not play-acting deployment; we are not play-acting strained 1 AM phone conversations that are being monitored in […]
All Dressed Up: Five Stories About Style
In my not-so-past life as a fashion magazine addict (let’s be real—I bought seven of last month’s fashion mags for a quarter each at a recent library sale), this time of year was crucial to me. What kinds of skirts would appear on the pages of Seventeen? Would I be able to afford them? Would one-piece swimsuits finally be cool? Was this the year I started blow-drying my hair?! Each issue was a mini-New Year’s. Anything was possible.
