The largest generation in history, Millennials are poised to change America. (This article appeared as the cover story in the Fall 2015 print edition of Ball Bearings.)
Almost everyday, I get asked the same question: “How are you always dressed so nicely?”
It’s true, 2013 was a good year for fashion. Pantone’s color of the year — emerald green —swept the streets, Rick Owens brought stomping to the runway, Prada cast a black model for the first time in 20 years and Kate Middleton continued to make me weep happy tears with every flawless outfit she sported.
Late at night, in the dips and peaks of Ohio’s Mad River Mountain, the snow is freshly groomed and the slopes are open and uncrowded. The 300-foot vertical drop is covered in feather-light powder and for the taking.
The color blue and Batman fascinate 7-year-old Luke Tyler. He loves ocean animals, particularly the anglerfish seen on “Finding Nemo.” He has his mother’s dark brown eyes and skin like a porcelain doll. He doesn’t understand his “space,” but he is quick to apologize to anyone he accidentally bumps into.
At a local paint shop, two high school boys tossed a baseball when a bad throw or catch later, it was smothered in paint.
Magician Jim Munroe creates artful illusions for his life work, at some points doing stunts involving knives. But he also is clear with the audience that the magic is not real — there is always something going on behind the scenes.
It’s about that time of year again. Students roll out of bed for their 8 a.m. classes to realize the pajamas they wore to bed won’t suffice in the below-freezing weather. They throw another long sleeve shirt, a hoodie, a coat and an extra pair of sweats over flannel pajama pants and they rush out the door.
The lights are dim and the faint sound of a thunderstorm fills Strother Theatre. Sailors, bundled in jackets, furry gloves and knitted scarves, sway with the current while shivering.
Jason Mraz casually strolled on stage in John R. Emens Auditorium sporting a trucker hat and tucked-in collared shirt, eating a piece of bread slathered in peanut butter.
