5 Eco-Fashion Trends To Watch Out For During NYFW

February 07, 2019 at 11:18PM Look out for them on the runway this year. Continue Reading… The fashion industry as we know it isn’t doing the planet any favors. Clothing production doubled from 2000 to 2016 to keep up with shoppers buying higher volumes of cheaper clothes. If we keep going at this rate, the fashion industry could eat up 26 percent of the carbon budget the world needs to stick to in order to keep global warming below 2 degrees Celsius by 2050. But change could be coming. The Global Wellness Institute, a nonprofit that aggregates and analyzes wellness research, just pegged “Well Fashion” as one of its 2019 trends, claiming all signs point to a new era of sustainable, ethically made, and inclusive clothing: “We think 2019 will be a watershed year where more people will trade in the addictive endorphins of manic fashion consumption for the serotonin (true peace and happiness) of buying slower and choosing clothes with values and meaning,” the trend report reads. Last week, world leaders in fashion and beyond gathered at the United Nations to discuss how to get these types of clothes into people’s hands. Hosted by ethical clothing company Slow Factory, the summit explored how the fashion industry can help support the UN’s Sustainable Development Goals, which seek to forge a healthier world by 2030. It was no coincidence that it took place just days before NYC’s most stylish flocked to the hallowed runways of Fashion Week. Keep your eye on

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Why Anger Is Essential To Coping With Grief

February 07, 2019 at 04:55PM After my best friend’s death, I felt consumed with rage at almost everyone around me. Continue Reading… “You have to tell people how to be of support to you. You can’t just expect people to be able to know and read your mind about it,” she said. I blinked, trying to process her words. My mouth was agape because I thought I wanted to say something, anything, to refute how that statement made me feel. I opted instead to close my mouth and sit on the side of the bed, slowly sinking into the plush mattress of the hotel room we were sharing. It was early October, and I was in Charleston for the second time that year. A few months prior, I’d been devastated to learn my best friend from graduate school had been killed in a car accident. These few days I was spending in Charleston had been needed. A welcome distraction. Moments earlier I’d vented to my friend about a searing frustration of mine—feeling unsupported as I grieve and the subsequent drain. To keep a good face, I had to do the work to extend grace to friends, family, and other well-intentioned people who said unhelpful things to me regularly. It was work I had very little energy to do. What’s more, being vulnerable enough to admit to someone else how this new life reality of mine felt and being told the onus was on me was the last thing I wanted

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