Blanket Forts Made Me an Adult

by Erin Freeman It took about twenty years before I figured out how to comfort myself. I never really had to do it as a child; whenever something bad happened I had a parent around to talk me through it, bundle me up in a blanket and watch a movie with me. As I grew …

Choosing Fear Over Anticipation

by Erin Freeman In the company of an intimate group of friends and with an array of social lubricants at my disposal I still managed to feel uncomfortable. All of the usual components of social anxiety were in the mix that night, but then someone decided to put on “Nathan For You” and I was …

Vintage Shopping: Connecting to the Past with Less Junk for the Future

by Erin Freeman I feel most at home amongst a hodge-podge of relics. Most of my possessions have been around longer than I have, and I hope that they find new homes when it’s time for them to leave mine. I’m a sucker for twentieth century aesthetics; each decade has its own color palette, style …