When did shaving get so complicated? Three blades, four blades, five blades. Moisturizer strips. Batteries. Paying an arm and a leg. Our current troubles started in 1971 when Gillette introduced the Trac II — a razor with two blades — and began an arms race. The shaving behemoths became so
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For most New Yorkers rental payments come too soon and the cost cannot make up for what their paychecks can account for. City life has always been about connections, culture, and easy access to transportation and health care. But few people thought that this would come at the great cost of unbearable living spaces. Apartment sharing, unsafe
You just had a baby and you’re cruising through maternity leave. Five minutes ago your baby was a newborn — a cozy little blob of goo who slept peacefully on your chest between feedings. Now she yells and laughs, she kicks you and yanks your hair. She faces out in
Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it. – Ferris Bueller This week we are slowing down, taking a breath, writing in our journals, and of course, taking a selfie. Can apps and gizmos put the brakes on the acceleration
There are many home appliances that could be “smarter.” Your fridge could lock itself when your high-ass self has no business rooting around in there. Your coffeemaker could adjust the coffee strength based on how hungover you are. Your car could refuse to start, sensing when you’d just waste all