Esther MKHave I lost it?“Don’t grow up, it’s a trap” reads a poster in the window of a card shop I walk past every day on my way to work. It’s a sign — or not, I…Jun 12, 20161Jun 12, 20161
Esther MKThe reverse Paris Syndrome« I love nothing more than the days I get to spend in Paris without anything to do, » I declared over my dry martini at lunch in Montmartre…Apr 20, 20161Apr 20, 20161
Esther MKFuck boundariesI have a story that I’ve used as party fodder for a few years now. It goes like this: on my first day at a job, I sat at my new team’s…Apr 7, 2016Apr 7, 2016
Esther MKA Farewell to MarcOn the last full day of my Parisian mini-break, I decided to visit all the places that bring me pure consumerist joy: über tasteful…Mar 30, 2016Mar 30, 2016
Esther MKI’d rather wear fur than go naked: what it means to wear fur in 2016There are two things you need to know about me for the sake of this story: I’m vegetarian. And I wear fur. Armani recently announced its…Mar 27, 2016Mar 27, 2016
Esther MKHow To Not Be The Worst InterviewerIt’s story time! The first time I had to interview someone was at the ripe age of 23, and I was probably twice as anxious as the candidate…Mar 15, 2016Mar 15, 2016
Esther MKHow To Not Be The Worst InternOnce upon a time (not that long ago) I was pretty much a professional intern. I had accumulated a string of internships, exploring…Mar 6, 2016Mar 6, 2016