Grist dared me to make a change
In This Series
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Secondhand style: Wake me up, I'm wearing a nightgown
I tried to punch up this thrift store dress with braided hair, huge earrings, and bright red lipstick, but it still bores me to sleep. The reaction in my office: crickets chirping.
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Viva veggies: Feast at dinner, famine at lunch
Veggie challenge check-in: Dinner's easy -- I'm married to a great cook. Breakfast is also easy. But I can't seem to fill up at lunch.
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Green crush: A jug of organic wine, a loaf of local bread, and thou
For one week, I'll be sending out poems to a few of New York City's greatest food heroes -- to the amazing projects, city efforts, local businesses, and community-based organizations devoted to transforming our food system.
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Secondhand style: I melted a shirt. Seriously.
I was feeling really positive about my latest thrift-store outfit. That was before I accidentally melted the blouse with my iron.
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Trashtivist: My garbage, in perspective
As I send my Trashtivist garbage bag off to the landfill, I wonder if that's the kind of protest that really makes a difference these days.
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Secondhand style: Do used undies cross the line?
My first thrift store ensemble is a huge hit, and prompts a lively chat about used underwear. Plus, I still need sneakers.
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Secondhand style: No hoochie dresses, please
Grist dared me to wear nothing but thrift store clothes for a week. Dresses? No problem. Shoes -- well, that's another story.
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Plastic purge: The good, the bad, and the ugly
The plastic purge is over, and here's what I've learned: Avoiding plastic makes you lose weight.
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Viva veggies: Say goodbye to bacon, boys
You should be a vegetarian, and so should I. So I'm going to try it for one week, and drag my family along with me.