Every year I’ve lived in New York, I’ve routinely spent my last December night in the city in the same way—in front of the Big Tree. The Rockefeller Christmas Tree serves as a holiday magnet to millions from all over the world and I am unashamedly one of them. The idea of this tree and …
I never saw myself as someone who’d work in corporate America. I always figured I was far too bohemian for that; that I’d live the adventurous vagabond life of a gypsy artist. Then my school loans came due and into Corporate America I went. Oh I’m not miserable—this isn’t one of those stories of dreams …
There’s a woman in my office who spills her coffee every day. It happens in the matter-of-fact way you check your news site of choice each morning to ensure the world hasn’t caved in on itself. It’s a part of her routine, spilling her coffee, and I am equal parts fascinated and frustrated by it. …
I recently shared a meal with a room full of twentysomething girls, each one openly jockeying to reach their potential inner Lena Dunham. I didn’t know that’s who I was going to spend the evening with, they just happened to be the friends of a friend with whom I found myself seated. I was surrounded …
Ryan Brinson 