Winona Dimeo-Ediger

Ever had an imagined conversation with optimism? Yeah, me too.

12. Was someone just like, “I have a great idea: let’s shave part of a goat and then kind of ball up the hair and glue a pin on the back and call it a goat hair brooch”?

If you don’t have a pair of pixie pants, girl, you need to get a pair of pixie pants.

Stage one: annoyance. Stage five: obsession!

Our resident aesthetic ace offers fashion advice to a "professorial punk femme."

Practically speaking, if you want to try a fashion trend that you’re not initially comfortable with, approach it the same way you would an awkward convo with your mom or a spontaneous skinny dip in a freezing lake: ease in.

Suffering from a severe case of the frumps? Not anymore.

Also worth considering: Beyonce on vacation, Prince George, your mom in the '70s.

I regularly call upon personal saints for help. Really specific ones whose sainthood only exists in my own mind, but they’re very effective. Today I’d like to introduce you to a few of them; feel free to call on them as often as needed.

How does that old cliché go? “Love is not a noun, it’s a verb”? Loving your body is a verb. It’s an action — and in many ways it’s a sacred and defiant one.