Imagine a popular literary climate in which it was proper to cry—to really, truly, cry—while reading a novel. For late eighteenth-century readers of sentimental fiction this was, in some circles at least, a serious expectation. Henry MacKenzie’s sentimental novel The … Continue reading
When I hear my favourite song on the radio, it’s more special than when I hear it on my iPod. When I hear my favourite song at the gym, it perks me up and makes me run faster. But when … Continue reading
My flatmate, Becca, said to me this morning, “I went to a hipster party last night. It looked like Cariboo sponsored the event.” I nodded knowingly, “Oh, yeah I was at this hipster party a couple of weekends ago. Everyone … Continue reading
Oh, the vivid fantasy life that I lead! Just yesterday I imagined a convoluted and complex scenario in which a man I know (who may or may not be a good idea) became a very good idea, swept me off … Continue reading
Linking from fashion blog to fashion blog, I try my skills at curation: importing pictures to hang side-by-side on my desktop. I try to be selective, and I try to be careful—to make notes of designers and models, collections and … Continue reading
When you watch an advertisement on TV or see one in a magazine, how important is context or market knowledge to the product being advertised? To put it another way, when you see an advertisement, to what degree are you, … Continue reading