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…
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.
If this past week has taught me anything, it is that we all need to find more time in our day to take a nap. On Monday we woke up to one of the most horrific mass shootings in American history. On Tuesday we saw the guy some call the president of the United States visit the hurricane-ravaged American territory Puerto…
A recent Facebook post is the reason for this story.
“It looks like melanoma,” my dermatologist said casually as she biopsied a mysterious scar that had developed under my left temple. I was unmoved. I cried when my hairdresser found a bald spot the size of a silver dollar in the middle of my scalp while roller-setting my tightly coiled curls a month before. I cried…
Editor’s Note: Trigger warning, this post talks about the subject of suicide, and was written before the death of Linkin Park’s Chester Bennington.
In the heavily anticipated movie Girls Trip, one of the stars of the movie, Regina Hall, plays Ryan Pierce, a strong black woman who’s created a conception of her life as the one who “has it all.” We quickly learn that Ryan’s fantasy life is a fantasy even to her. Without spoiling anything (because you should…