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Let's talk about going long distance. It sucks.
Smarter than Stuff, more PC than FHM and sharper than Razor--it's the men's magazine with the most, Maxim. And I'm addicted.
I've got mail.
You can spot them a mile away, those juniors who have been abroad. They get swarmed on the path by old friends. They adorn themselves with European clothes and the constant comment, "Oh, you can't get these in the states." They toss out random foreign slang like "minger" and "chou chou." My friend returning from Asia has even taken to cursing in Japanese. But Duke's newest ex-patriots are carrying more around than their new Fendi purses, scored cheap at an Italian outlet. They bring to campus a fresh sense of independence, a been-there-done-that glare that you can't buy on FLEX.
According to Gloria Steinem, "A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle." Until I see salmon pedaling upstream on tiny Schwinns, I'm going to have to disagree. Women without men are many things: independent, healthy, fulfilled. But some are also lonely. Fish don't need bicycles; bikes don't talk or kiss, or drive you to the airport. But people, men included, need other people; and no one can exist without community. We need connections and contact. Men are not enemies, free radicals or even free sex. They are 50 percent of our communities, and they are important. Most women interact with men daily, and as they become our friends, we realize that maybe Steinem was wrong--men and bicycles are nothing alike. My 12-speed has never taken me to a party or dried my tears. My friends have, and they've come in all shapes, colors and yes, genders. I like guys. And dare I say it, they're necessary.
Just when you thought you couldn't love a boy band, here they come. Fiercely dedicated, amazingly talented and even younger than Justin Timberlake, the Boys Choir of Harlem storms Page Auditorium this Sunday night at 8 pm. And while there will be no pop stars flying down from the ceiling, there will be beautiful music raising the roof.
Leave Evian for the naive. Check out the new bottled water, one that's not only vapor distilled but also seasoned with fruit. That's right, with Glaceau's American launch you can enjoy six new flavors of water, including Dragonfly fruit, peach ginseng, grapefruit cranberry, earl green tea and my favorite, lemon ginger. The water is zero calorie, super-trendy and often spotted next to a pair of little black pants. Made in Canada, the stuff proclaims to be "the best drink you've ever had," and strangely enough, it could be. Hints of fruit leak into your mouth with every sip, and even if you refill the bottle with normal water, the essence of peach or lemon is still there in the bottle.
Smile, baby!
This week's revelation comes courtesy of Groundhog Day, that movie where Bill Murray relives his mistakes again and again. My friends and I were watching it one night, and as the plot played out, a nasty thought slashed through my head. "Listen," it whispered. "This movie is your love life." And as I winced, I knew it was true. Behold the birth of Groundhog Dating.
The age of Innocence is a bit older than expected. In Paul Cox's new celluloid rhapsody, it's pushing 60. Shot in stark black-and-white, this Australian film depicts the reunion of young lovers Claire (Julia Blake) and Andreas (Charles OBud' Tingwell), now adults old enough for social security benefits.
Introducing the newest style icons from Herve Chapelier: Mary Kate and Ashley Olson. Last week, the twins of Full House fame were spotted on TV, Chapelier totes in tow. Recess speculates the girls used one of their paychecks to snag the overpriced bags, first spotted in Paris. Starting last fall, Herve migrated from the Eiffel Tower to Clocktower, sitting next to salads and Stairmasters en masse. Pretty soon, it was an epidemic--everybody wanted an ugly handbag.
Forget the burritos at Cantina--our newest addiction is the KGB. Rocking out on their self-titled CD, the five-boy band is spiked bubblegum pop at its best, spinning together threads from ska, rock and punk influences. The result is a slippery combination of old-school style and fresh musical talent. Hailing from Southern California, the band's fan base is mostly high school and college students; still, the group manages to push out a sophisticated sound that proves wise beyond their years. With the energy of teenage guys goofing off and the technical prowess of practiced musicians, the KGB's first CD is ready to rock the teeny bopper in everyone.
Okay, so we all know you stopped shopping at Gap Kids in fifth grade. Fortunately, it's never too late to resume some good habits. Kids' clothes are well made, low priced and a super-secret way to find the perfect outfit no one else will have. Case in point:the Gap Kids rugby tee, found in the boys' department. The shirt comes in three preppy color combos, is snug and soft and retails for a fabulous $4.99. At that price, you can stock up on a lifetime supply of schoolgirl chic. Meanwhile, on JCrew.com, the kid's page is scattered with beautiful sweaters that offer a more fitted look. High on our wish list lies the stretch cable cowl-neck in butterscotch. Still expensive at $48, this sweater is for those who want a sleeker sweater for both day and night. The kids' extra large fits snugger than the adults' extra small, but the length of sleeves and body are about the same. Anyone craving a more sophisticated silhouette might want to try the girl's sweater, which also comes in light green and pink--colors way more fun than the standard J.Crew palette of beige, black and blue. Uptown girls, fear not. If you can't bear the mall, hit the boutiques and find T-shirts from Le Petit Bateau. Known for their soft and durable infant wear, Le Petit Bateau expanded their line to include women's T-shirts too. Super snuggly and irresistibly comfortable, Le Petit Bateau can stand alone or under a sweater. Recess gives extra credit to all girls who pair one of their shirts with a long silk skirt and heels as a semi-formal outfit. You can get the tees at Uniquities in Chapel Hill or online at petitbateau.com. Finally, never underestimate the power of old-school Pajamas. The Spiderman and Superman sleepwear at Wal-Mart can easily rock your wardrobe. Pair with a denim jacket and skirt for classes, or with some sleek black pants and spike heels and for the too-cool-for-your-party effect. Also essential for the Cameron Crazie--basketball tees from the kids' section of the Duke store. The graphics are cuter, and you don't have to wash your shirt five times before it fits. If you're too tall for the kids department, look at some elementary accessories instead. Old Navy's denim studded purse, found in the girl's section, is cute, cheap ($8.50) and goes with anything. Some companies have started marketing fragrances for little kids. Le Petit Prince, a perfume named after the storybook Prince, smells like oranges and freesia. Planet Kid's Moonwater spray is mixed with vanilla, rose and watermelon. Both can be found at Sephora on Franklin Street. Find your inner child from the outside-in, and save tons of money while buying clothes that actually fit. Shopping in a child's section might give you a case of time warp, but it'll also give you something timeless: a unique and fitted wardrobe that's all grown up.
Didn't get enough tricks and treats on Wednesday? Try loading up on virtual sugar. Head to www.dailycandy.com, a tasty site that features links to everything New York. From sample sales to subway schedules, Daily Candy will wrap your way around the city that's full of sweets. Ever wonder when the Empire State building lights up? Daily Candy will give you the color codes for Christmas, Thanksgiving and even Israeli Independence Day. They'll also steer you toward a hot Asian art exhibit, a Brooklyn dining experience and some cool tips on scoring concert tickets in the city.
Let's hear it for the boys.
Recent reports have indicated that New Yorkers are turning to sex in this time of need. Downtown clubs and uptown bars are packed, and one-night couplings are dotting the city's grided landscape. When asked about a recent one-night stand, a New York investor told the Times, "She was my wartime liaison." Welcome back to America, where sex fixes everything.
If you've recently gone to a theater near you, you've probably caught a glimpse of frequent TRL guests crowding the silver screen. From Whitney Houston's star turn in The Bodyguard to Ice Cube's impressive repertoire of independent fare, recording artists are all over the film industry.
ecipe for artistic dynamite: Mix two performers loaded with musical talent, add a healthy dollop of sexual politics, heat under strong fire from extreme leftist role models, flavor with self-righteousness and wait. The result will either take off or blow up in your face. Eternally Hard, the latest album from duo Bitch and Animal, does both.
Who needs spin doctors when you can have the spin cycle? Advertisers are giving new meaning to the term "squeaky clean," setting cool marketing campaigns inside the new hot-people hot spot: the laundromat. Stronger than the stench of Clorox, more powerful than a dose of Wisk, the laundry room campaign is totally taking over American marketing.
There's a new reality show on NBC called Lost. It's where they take people, blindfold them, drop them in the middle of nowhere and have them find their way back to the Statue of Liberty. We here at Trends decided to play Lost, Duke style. We took some random freshmen, blindfolded them, gave them a bud and dropped them in the middle of a random dorm room. They had ten minutes to find their way to the Chapel. Could they do it? No way. Take a stroll around Duke dorms and one thing becomes clear--aside from the occasional window seat or high ceiling, every place looks the same. It's impossible to tell the rooms in Craven apart from the ones in Crowell, and the only difference between Pegram and Brown is the issue of free substances versus substance free. In the interest of annihilating conformity, Trends went on a mission: seek out the most creative rooms at Duke, and make a painted room of our own.