I’m not going to lie to you, shit has been getting pretty real around here. People are wearing LAURELZ. Stop Making Sense is this weekend. This is the penultimate Grail. In keeping with our tradition of sensationalist click-bait titles, here is a list of “6 things only ‘90s kids will understand”: Feast your eyes on a not-so-brief history of the conflict between digital and hand-written type (?). A powerful story from Grace’s past, reaching toward the future (?). Find out which faculty member is your soulmate in our limited edition quiz (?). DeSastre’s final critique of a critic (?). Another of many Lonely Hearts (?). A peek at culture, in the form of an image (?).
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The hand-drawn work of scribes has always had an inexplicable allure. Since the time of Gutenberg, typographers have been attempting to imitate their intricate and elegant lettering. The scribe’s pen or brush was then seen as the higher form to which type designers aspired but could not hope to achieve, and even today it still serves as an important tool in the typographer’s kit. In the words of Jan Tschichold, a German type designer and calligrapher, “Anyone who has ever done lettering by hand knows much more about the qualities of right spacing than a mere compositor who only hears certain rules without understanding them.”
A modified version of this quiz was given to prospective students during RAD
The Peanut Butter Blossom Cookie was like a breath of fresh air in the Los Angeles smog, polluted by dietary vigilance and epidemic proportions of body dysmorphia. Chewy, delectable, sugar-coated balls of peanut-butter dough, with a Hershey’s chocolate kiss in the middle. My mother first acquired the recipe at her weekly Mommy and Me class.
After being scrutinized and dissected in our last segment, I shall now comment on my colleague’s collection of creative clothing. Despite being the more camera-shy of the two of us, Alexis Angulo always puts thought and consideration into her everyday look. The neutral cream flowing pantalones combined with the white tube top and the grey infinity scarf present a wonderful winter to spring transition ensemble.
In addition to its chic nature, Alexis’s style is a collage of nostalgia. The tiny gold dinosaur necklace and the atlas ring are both gifts from her mother and sister. The pants were her first clothing purchase while abroad in Barcelona. The silver nail polish was a gift from a friend now abroad in Rome. She received both of her piercings on trips to Black Hole Piercing with her best friends. Alexis’s style is a combination of effortless class and items from loved ones. She is beauty and she is grace.
Until next time darlings,
Miss Lonely Hearts
Dear Miss Lonelyhearts,
In high school I had this friend. She was more of a satellite friend than anything until the fall of senior year. You see, she and I had another class together (I think it was English). For this class we had to do these group projects. As fate would have it she and I were paired up. It was quickly decided (by her) that we would work at her house on the coming Saturday. I wasn't too psyched for it, but when Saturday came around I went to her house and my word I am happy I did. I got to the house and rang the doorbell and her mom answered. I mean, my friend was pretty cute, but her mom had got it goin’ on. My jaw dropped a little bit and my heart fell madly in love. After that Saturday, Stacy (my friend) and I became very good friends. We would hang out during school, but more importantly I would come over after school. Maybe we’d hang around by her pool. Whatever our plans were, I would always be sure to suggest that we go to her place just so that I could talk to her mom.
After the school year ended, Stacy's mom asked me if I wanted to make any extra money during the summer. She suggested that I mow her lawn. I was quick to agree. There was this one time in particular that I will always remember. While I was mowing the lawn, Stacy's mom came out with just a towel on. I could tell she liked me from the way she stared and the way she said "you missed a spot over there."
Well unfortunately I left for Reed at the end of that summer which meant I also left Stacy's mom before anything could happen. Last semester I decided to leave it as just a fond memory and move on, you know? But just the other day I got this text message from Stacy! It rekindled all of my emotion for her mom. I haven't responded because I didn't know what to say. Miss Lonelyheartz, she's all I want, and I've waited for so long... I know it might be wrong but I'm in love with Stacy's mom. What do I do? What do I say?
– F. Wayne