1. If you haven’t done so already, you should probably go get you a colonoscopy. And yes, I realize that colonoscopies aren’t exactly iPhone chargers. You can’t just walk into a store and find one for 35 percent off on a discount rack. (And if you could, you’d need to run the fuck away from that deal. And that store.…
Well, beloveds, here’s an intervention we didn’t see coming: Inspirational speaker, best-selling author, spiritual life coach and New Thought guru Iyanla Vanzant is gearing up to get even more personal with her extensive fan base.
“Beauty is an inside job.”
Doctor. Wife. Mother—of five. Entrepreneur. Food enthusiast. Event curator. Philanthropist. Lezli Levene Harvell wears so many hats, it’s exhausting just to consider what a typical day in her life must be like. Inevitably, the clichéd phrase “I don’t know how she does it” comes to mind.
Sunscreen is a must. I do not care how young, how gifted or how black you think you are, it’s the lotion none of us can afford to forget.
Dying to try a cannabinoid-based beauty treatment or a rose-gold pedicure? How about a chemical peel or acupuncture without blowing your budget? Spa Week is April 16-22, and select spas nationwide will be offering a wide variety of treatments at $50.
Last week I was told that my position at my day job is being eliminated. It’s the second time this has happened in the past two years. The first time, it was under very different circumstances; to be honest, being let go from a gig that caused me very real emotional and mental stress was kind of a relief. This time,…
“Auntie Mai, why aren’t you married?”
I deactivated my Twitter and Facebook three months ago. I told myself it was because I needed to concentrate on writing, and social media provided too many opportunities to distract and distance myself from the work. I’m compulsive and obsessive by nature, so once I’m into something, it takes a lot of work not to…
Blossoming as one of the faces of body positivity, ultrarunner Mirna Valerio proves that she’s more than just a FatGirlRunning. The multidimensional author of A Beautiful Work in Progress has been making her way around the internet—and on the pavement.
Stomping out the pavement for a few miles four times a week is how I’m able to gain my clarity and preserve my sexy. But just as frequently, my dreadlocks and scalp kick my ass just as hard as my fitness regimen. And when I try to recruit a new fitness buddy, I’m frequently met with frustrating rejections because of…
At the top of every New Year, there’s a lot of fuss about creating a vision board so that we can set ourselves up for smashing our goals in the upcoming year. But the question is, do vision boards really work? And if so, how?
We’re just one week into the new year of 2018—are you still reeling from holiday festivities, or still feeling inspired and motivated to hustle toward your New Year’s goals and intentions?
When I declared 2017 “the Year of the Glow Up,” I needed a win. 2016 was my first year without my mother, and it was painful, to say the least. In her death, my greatest fear had been realized, and adjusting to that “new normal” wasn’t easy. My mother was my center; I’d lost my center and was a complete mess.
Signs of the holiday season had barely rolled around before I began experiencing the familiar ache in my chest. That incredibly painful sensation that began several years ago. Thankfully, this time, with not nearly as much vengeance as in previous years.
Since the beginning of the month, we’ve made a commitment to show up for ourselves with a little bit more love.
#BlackGirlTragic: I am ashy. Tip to toe. The reigning Queen of Elephant Skin. Dry winter skin has my hands looking like I’m half eagle; I need a manicure so badly. In short, it’s not a good look.
There are many things I hate about Crazytown. I don’t like the stigma that comes with living here. The cost of living is insane. (Can you say thousands in copays alone each year?) And I hate that people I love have to live here, too, by default.
Greetings from CrazyTown! These are dangerous times for those of us who live in CrazyTown. Let me explain.
I’m writing this from my hotel room in New York City, where I’ve been since Tuesday evening and will be until Friday. I’m in town to attend The Root 100 gala Thursday night, but I’m here early to meet with my agent (and possibly my editor), hang out with some friends and visit the GMG office.
