It’s still in the same family, now for four generations, and that allows us, really, to trust a single and simple strategy, which is to create the finest and most beautiful watches in the world. And also to work with the best partners that we can find around the world. And that’s something which makes it also quite exceptional. So, are we the best today? I wouldn’t say that, because I know there are some very talented watchmakers, but as a company, definitely, I think we are one of the best ones. 

At nearly $2,900, the HyBox is more than a casual purchase, but it’s a tough, versatile solution to a major headache car campers face.

"The loss of one horse is one too many, and we express our deepest sympathy to the connections of Amandine," Bob Elliston, Keeneland’s vice president of racing and sales, said in a statement.

“There’s something that feels wrong when you go to throw something out and it’s not done yet,” Burke said. “It doesn’t sit right with me to chuck something in the trash that someone else can use and may actually have a legit need for.”

Can I just say: Ahhhhh OMG a YA Alien Novel! Okay. Okay. I’m good. I’m just so excited that the Alien franchise has finally broken into the YA sci-fi/horror market and is introducing its fascinating universe to younger readers. On top of which, they recruited Mira Grant to write their first YA book, which is just so fantastic because when it comes to sci-fi and horror, Grant has all her bases covered. Echo is about Olivia and her twin Viola, the daughters of two prominent xenobiologists known for their work on “obscure alien biology.” Their family has been hopping from planet to planet all their lives, and space isn’t always the friendliest of final frontiers, but this most recent colony world poses a threat more dangerous than any they have encountered before. And the only thing more dangerous than the creatures themselves may be the family secrets Olivia’s parents have been keeping.

The modus operandi is simple: With design in mind, participants choose their materials and then group around an island counter in the kitchen. Before them are the tools of the trade: scissors from nail-salon size to handyman pliers; two different glues depending on intensity needed; brushes to paint the egg with glue; paper plates on which to work and wet paper towels to get any gook off your fingers. They also have their three pristine eggs. The women tear small strips out of their chosen paper, apply glue to the egg, and carefully, artistically paste the strips on the egg. Paper edges must kiss, but no bulky overlaps allowed. Ziploc elements are added, and the ribbon is attached at the top if it is for hanging.

Watching my dad hang a paper angel ornament I’d made on the tree was the proudest moment I can remember. Construction paper, glitter glue and sequins with a little yellow yarn hair to match my own blonde locks. I was five and would make paper chains for days… Very little has changed!”

Soon enough, our session was over. We both stood up and walked to use the bathroom. Lauw waited for me outside the stall. When I was done, I leaned on the sink and offered a few words of thanks for the session. Lauw didn’t ask if I’d felt anything, and for this omission, I was grateful. Usually paid intimacy concludes with some kind of definitive transaction. I’d paid online, so I offered her a hug. We stood for a moment, embracing in the bathroom. Then I pulled away, thanked her again and returned to the noisy city streets, alone.

Red Coin 1: You’ll come across an egg box you can bump to acquire projectiles to chuck at the cheeky shy guy poking his head out from behind a bush close by. That’s your first red coin.

Almost nothing in this exhibition was created for aesthetic admiration alone. Whether it’s the way a Diné blanket’s lines break into daring geometric forms when placed across a person’s shoulders, or the transformation that a mask undergoes during a ritual, the full beauty of these objects has to be activated by the people who use them. One wishes those people were present. The more time one spends looking at the works on display at the Met, the more one suspects that they could only ever be seen as they are meant to be seen when used as they were meant to be used. Placed behind glass under the banner of “art,” they look abandoned.

From soloing at the Austin Civic Orchestra to presenting at the Genetic and Evolutionary Computation Conference in Japan, cellist Isabel Tweraser ’19 embodies Southwestern’s commitment to interdisciplinary study.

By 1996, when Zilhão entered the fray, the question of human emergence had been long dominated by two utterly contradictory schools of thought. No one disputed that the Neanderthals and sapiens descended from a common ancestor in Africa. The ancient bones of contention: Who were the first humans and where did they come from and when?