The Wing Flatiron
Last month, I joined The Wing, a women’s club with locations in Flatiron, SoHo, and (soon) Brooklyn.
I have many alibis for why I joined, which I tailor to my audience at any given moment. They include: a) I’m yearning for a sense of community in this chaotic city, b) I want to have my mind expanded and views challenged by events and guests speakers, c) It has Chanel skin care products for the taking, and d) It’s hella Instagrammable. But, if I’m being honest, I basically joined so that I could routinely write this blog in proximity to the club’s incredible library.
The Wing’s librarian-in-residence is R.H. Lossin, a writer and Columbia PhD student. Her color-coordinated library is full of thousands of books written by women (and only women). Her curatorial statement reads:
In an interview with Vogue, Lossin said “The fact that it is not at all challenging to eliminate men from an interesting, intellectually rigorous, and diverse library is the whole point.”
God, I love this place. Not just because it’s filled with female stories. Not just because it’s rainbow-hued eye candy. More than any other reason, I love it because I can browse it as if it were my own – grabbing, skimming, and enjoying with abandon.