Saturday, December 1, 2018

Making the Most of 27 Minutes


Photo: Hunter Garrett Media

For a band with only 27 minutes of music out in the world, they put on a hell of a show. The Wrecks, a group of five friends from New Jersey, is an up and coming indie rock band that I believe is only going up from here. You can tell that these guys love what they do the moment they come on stage. They jump into the crowd, crack jokes and nearly injure themselves throughout the set.

Why put the effort into touring the US with only seven released songs? For a simple answer, it’s what the fans want. When I arrived to the show at the Gramercy Theatre the line to get in was already around the block, with two hours left to go until doors opened. The band’s guitarist Nick Schmidt notes how incredibly lucky they are to be headlining already.

“We’re just very thankful to be able to tour and to have people like you guys show up; it means the world to us.”

Tuesday, July 10, 2018

Kate White Teaches Girls to be Gutsy

I checked a few items off my bucket list a week ago, from seeing beautiful Niagara Falls, to flying in an airplane by myself, to meeting the past editor-in-chief of Cosmopolitan! How? I attended my sorority's International Leadership Forum in Buffalo, New York.

Monday, April 16, 2018

I May Never Be a Mermaid

When I was little I dreamed of being a mermaid, I would jump into the water pushing my legs together like a tail, swimming along the bottom of the pool. Today, the thought of that makes me cringe. Growing up I lived in the water, but one day that changed. By the time my ears fully developed, around age 10, I could no longer jump off the diving board, or swim to the bottom with my friends. I had a pinhole in my eardrum, caused by tubes as a child, which made going into the water extremely painful. Even if I was splashed, I would run out of the water in pain, clutching my mother on the side of the pool, wishing I could go back to the days of pretending to be a mermaid. I spent my summers trying out different kinds of earplugs, wearing odd fabric bands around my head, and avoiding the water in general. I was miserable watching my older sister and friends dive under the water, begging them to swim where I could stand. I often became the judge for the diving competitions and spent my days reading in the shade instead of in the water.

Wednesday, February 21, 2018

My First New York Fashion Week


As I stood in line for my first ever New York Fashion week show, I felt extremely out of place. I looked down at my thin faux leather skirt and black boots with a brown paint stain near the seam and curled inside of myself. Next to me, a man wore a Burberry jacket, and the women is front of me was wearing shoes worth more than my entire wardrobe. I was not supposed to be there among the celebrities and Instagram famous bloggers. However, among my anxieties, was excitement. I grew up watching and worshiping Project Runway, and I was about to see Leanne Marshall’s fall/winter show in New York City. If you told 15 year-old Emily this, she may have fainted from disbelief. Nevertheless, there I was, standing alone on a busy street of NYC, cameras flashing around me.