This is not about them. This is about victims--and they should not be talked about in the abstract, or have major parts of the identity and life ignored. We need to have vigils for them; we need to cry for them; we need to remember them; we need to say their names.
Whenever I would travel around Europe meeting new people, I always got the same response when I told them I was studying in Berlin. From "how are you alive right now?" to "how many beers can you drink?" to "you must rave every weekend," the reaction was overwhelmingly consistent.
Founded about a year ago, Daybreaker is a dance party series that encourages people to hop on the dance floor -- not treadmills -- to boost their mood, get an intense work out, create a community of camaraderie, and have tons of fun.
Even if you're not abroad or in an unfamiliar city, there are places that are simply so high-brow or underground that you would not know about them even if you've lived in the same city for your entire life.
GONE! was a hot pink halter top that I wore during my Las Vegas bachelorette party eight years ago. Most of the clothes were easy to ditch. What proved a bit trickier to bid farewell to was the body conscious stuff.