Money & Politics
In little Vermont, the hits just keep on coming! This time the issue is desperately needed reform of the political money machine we call “democratic elections.” And last week, in a stunning 2-1 decision, the 2nd Circuit Court of Appeals declared that Vermont is once again leading the nation. Last year, U.S. District Court Judge…
Fired Up
I wonder how many people saw the story in last week’s New York Times about Adolf Hitler’s personal finances. That’s right, Adolf Hitler. It was easy to miss, squeezed between the latest news about American corporate fraud (“Ex-Drug Exec-utive Faces U.S. Charges of Insider Trading,” “Ex-Executives Say Sham Deal Helped Enron,” “WorldCom Finds $3.3 Billion…
Flick Chick
Part art? Heres the most frequently asked question a film critic is likely to encounter in Burlington: When are we getting that art house? People who make that inquiry are referring to the two-screen venue that will be part of the Lake and College Street Redevelopment Project. The complex is scheduled to include shops, a…
All Dolled Up: A fashion follower tries to break mama’s dress code
You can take me out, but you can’t dress me up. I don’t do makeup, except sometimes on Halloween. My idea of the perfect hairdo is one that basically combs itself. Faced with an occasion requiring some fancy get-up, I’ll agonize over what to wear. After trying on and discarding half a dozen outfits, I’m…
Ain’t Nothin’ Like the Real Thing: Faking flower-child high fashion with vintage vérité
Besides the name “Skye,” I received many groovy gifts from my hippie parents, including an appreciation for early 1970s folk music and a keen sense of bohemian fashion. Swathed in hand-me-downs from my mother’s 1970s wardrobe, I have embraced the peace-and-love image and just naturally blend in with Vermont’s Phish-inspired fashion scene. But I have…
Standard Issue: Five Vermonters stand behind uniformity
As a young Catholic school girl, I loved my uniform. I adored the plaid skirt, admired its symmetry and order. The blue, green and black lines intersected at right angles, forming boxes. By cloaking me in those grids, my uniform paradoxically freed me from the anguish of adolescent fashion. It didn’t take long to figure…
All in the Wrist: Tracking down the perfect timepiece
Plutarch once wrote that time is “the soul of this world.” Back in the first century, those Greek philosopher dudes could calculate their days with sundials. But the world — and seemingly its soul — has speeded up. Time is of the essence, and I was frustrated at having so little of it last week…
