My fox terrier’s burgundy jacket, my favorite cashmere scarf, brisk walks in Riverside Park, the smell of pine – that’s what I think of as December begins and the roads fill with red leaves and the temperature drops. I know the holidays are coming. And as I enter the holidays I, of course, also think…
Nude was created in response to the series of celebrity nude photo scandals that Chiu heard about from friends in Hollywood. Martinez acknowledged that she had also heard of such scandals.
As an interior decorating aesthetic, a way of life, and a mindset for success, simplifying and learning to cut out negative energy is both a legitimately noble goal, and an increasingly fashionable trend among the glam folk of the Internet.
The first time I was ever turned down for a job, I was outraged, and frankly a little alarmed. Somehow, inexplicably, my eleven years in the American secondary education system had not prepared me for this moment. The problem was my hair. Every inch of it was bright, peacock blue. And when I decided to…
Today The Daily will officially launch the Lomita Arts and Culture Blog. Named after the street that runs by the Cantor Arts Center and the new Anderson Collection, the blog covers art and design at Stanford, as well as topics related to general campus lifestyle and culture.
Jen’s tattoo isn’t one you will see every day. I’m her roommate, and I didn’t see it until a month into school. I casually asked about it one day in fall quarter, not expecting the emotional story behind the body ink.
In our pessimistic, postmodern times, change feels confined to Obama posters and Beyoncé videos. But true change has taken over Intermission, and what was once your beloved “Arts and Entertainment section” now proudly hosts all things cultural di Stanford. That’s right, we’ve gone Lifestyle.
The world of progressive, meat-eating Southerners was rocked weeks ago when our beloved–anointed, even–Chick-fil-A announced its horribly backwards stance on gay marriage (it’s against it). Not only is this a blow because of the general anti-free-love vibes which are just harshing my mellow, but also because I love Chick-fil-A. I mean, I want to boycott the restaurant, but it’s just so good. (But is it too good?) This is no new conundrum; people have been conflicted with whether to buy or boycott since the less-than-glamorous Boston Tea Party–though we’d like to believe that that self-inflicted embargo was because of the subjugation of India and not high tea prices.