Little Free Libraries are just what the name says—free book exchanges. Folks build a little house, essentially, in their yard. If you have a book to share, you leave one; if you want a book to read, you take one.
Not too long ago, a friend shared an article with me that longed for the resurgence of the in-house cocktail party. Why, it asked, do we always seem to suggest meeting at a bar or restaurant, rather than inviting people over to our homes? I wondered, too.
Our Jackson community is full of shared traditions that bind us together and create a shared common identity.
It's been five years since the Oscar gauntlet of Darren Aronofsky's "Black Swan," but I've nonetheless remained a bit fascinated with the world of ballet and dancers.
As an avid consumer of pop, fashion, and celebrity culture, I know full well about the cult of youth and the pursuit of it.
One of the things I often say is cool about Jackson is that it seems that if you have a creative idea, there's something about this place that makes it possible for ideas to take root, become a reality, find support and thrive.
"Why should I apologize for being smart?" my friend asked me. This came on the heels of a couple of instances that I've come to collectively refer to as "Hazards of Being a Thinking Woman at Bars."
Dear readers, you may recall that a while back, I took a restorative yoga class at Tara Yoga Studio. Turns out, it gave me an epiphany.
Good hair just makes you feel better, and a blowout can be a little indulgence that just makes you feel more confident, or a little sexier. And who doesn't like that?
I firmly believe manners are ultimately about being gracious and courteous and making others comfortable. They're not about being bossy or controlling or making others feel inferior.