One thing that irks me is how society misuses the personality disorder narcissism for EVERY. SINGLE. THING. Someone didn't take the trash...

I’ve always loved my back. My strong back. My feminine back. My back of curving shapes and soft silhouettes, my olive-skinned and...

January. What a beautiful month for disasters. And disasters there have been. From a petulant adult child who sashays around the house...

The last few days have been shockingly cold. The beauty that I once idolized in the marmalade, honey, and curdled palettes of burgundies,...

For so many years I didn't value time. An anointed symptom of youth for there was always going to be another tomorrow, another chance,...

Memories, what funny things they are. Instantly, as immediately as a flash of light, and as speedily as a smell that suddenly teleports...

As it has become a tradition with me, I’m late speaking on celebrations passed, moments bygone, and life events already lived. That’s not...

I once read a quote by Roy T. Bennett which said, “Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true. Be kind.” As a naturally mindful,...

Jenny Saville is one of my favorite artists – for obvious reasons. I was sixteen when I first discovered the contemporary British...

I woke up and rolled around in bed for a few minutes, stretching and untangling my limbs from the weight of bed covers, before reaching...

Pride Month is over and it’s time to return everything to the closet. Except ourselves. Put away the rainbow flags and roll-on glitter,...

Since 2014, I’ve had a stalker. Maybe. It might be longer than that, I really don’t know. In 2014, I was living the typical London...

Pride Month – let’s talk about it. I have as much of a complicated relationship with Pride Month as I do with any discussions of...

There has been a lot of typing, writing, editing, rewrites, pitches, and log lines scripted and rescripted over the last few weeks. There...

What if. What if? What if revenge wasn’t what you thought it was? Would you be open to learning what it is? What if revenge, the sweetest...

The older I become the more I favor my Yiayia. I’m no longer just talking about appearance. Short in stature and fierce in temper, with...

Today my legs wouldn’t work. They shrugged, made a face, and simply refused to operate. Naturally, I stared at them most menacingly,...

On November 7th, 2018, I guzzled a glass of champagne, spilling more than a spoonful down the front of my Stacey Abrams for Governor...

Sisters, we need to talk. Feet up, burn sage, drink something hydrating kind of talk. I’m going to start with three shocking statements....

I woke up today without realizing the date. I’ve been going through so much of a funk lately that I’ve been feeling confused and...