A few weeks ago I was waiting outside of Ursula, a trendy breakfast burrito spot in Crown Heights, Brooklyn, and noticed that half the other people waiting for their burritos around me were wearing an assortment of loose, wide-legged acid-washed jeans, Birkenstocks with socks, Crocs, and crop tops. I wondered aloud to my husband: when did the memo go out that
On aging and trends
On aging and trends
On aging and trends
A few weeks ago I was waiting outside of Ursula, a trendy breakfast burrito spot in Crown Heights, Brooklyn, and noticed that half the other people waiting for their burritos around me were wearing an assortment of loose, wide-legged acid-washed jeans, Birkenstocks with socks, Crocs, and crop tops. I wondered aloud to my husband: when did the memo go out that