I tend to think that in the common imagining, desert islands occupy two distinct spaces. There’s the glamorous one in which you imagine figures such as Richard Branson jetting off with a party of fifty on a yacht and then there’s Tom Hanks in Castaway, trying to survive with the ship’s remnants only to emerge four years later adept in spearfishing and loincloth wearing. 779 more words
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Originally written for Karmaloop Lifestyle.
Getting dressed in the morning is like suiting up for battle. If we pick the wrong blouse or t-shirt of pair of shoes, we leave the house feeling unprepared and ill-proportioned, as though we’re allowing the world a version of ourselves we’re not 100% confident with. 1,005 more words