As a society, we have lost the art of true music journalism. Big statement, I know, but I stand by it. Now we can sit here and discuss interviewers who are successful and known for their work, but successful doesn’t equal high-quality…
“We’re doing the Boob Circle.” The news would be passed around in whispers, head nods, and gestures. Even if we were expected on stage in 30 minutes, this simple command stopped any and all last-minute wig fixes or dress zipping.
I have never not had an opinion on something. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always felt like I actually feel more than other people: heartbreak, more deeply; boredom, more fully; my takes red-hot and blistering…
“Dorm room essentials,” “Top 10 things youneed in your dorm room,” “Dorm room decor ideas.” These are phrases that are typical to see when another school year rolls around. Online ads push clothing organizers and desktop shelves. Target restocks its “dorm-friendly” plates and bowls…
Adidas is everywhere. Take a step outside and you are bound to find someone wearing a pair of Sambas or sweatpants with the classic three stripes running down the side. While the brand has always been in the limelight, it’s much different than it was 10 years ago.
With the momentum of Barbie and the reclamation of girlhood and everything pink from the summer before, the honeyed air of June, July, and August carried tantalizing promise…with a sprinkle of pubic hair…
A couple of weeks ago my friend and I were in Thinking Cup and she mentioned a new trend: Women in Male Fields. This trend includes satirical videos of women doing, or pretending to do, things men have typically done to women, such as ignoring his text but liking his Instagram story. However, there are some videos that are problematic…
Two incredible men, both wildly in love with you, standing at the door of your future and asking which one you want to spend eternity with—a true fantasy. But in the real world? Most women are lucky if the man they’re texting responds within 72 hours…
Growing up, I described myself as three things: Black, female, and Christian. No one ever asked if I was straight, because what else would I be? Sexuality in a religious Haitian household is a taboo topic. If you aren’t heterosexual, you’re deemed an abomination that was living in sin. And there’s no room for discussion on that.