Aja Barber

“She did and does not present herself as a Mother in America. That performance was nothing but skanky weird. Get over yourself.” Signed, jerk on the Internet.

Have we all been problematic in the past? Oh hell yes. I know I have.

When I help people clean out their wardrobes, the items I come across that hang in the back closet never seeing the light of day are usually pieces purchased in a frenzy — out of necessity instead of joy.

In 2015, to be a woman (and a black woman at that) among the general public means having to keep your defenses up.

I first met Darlene Howell McNerney through my sister.

The entertainment industry allows abuse to flourish and allows abusers to hide behind fancy titles and big credits.

I may not be thrilled to vote for her, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to let the misogyny and toxic masculinity we fight so hard against control the campaign narrative of the first major woman presidential candidate.

I am shocked, perplexed and a little bit dismayed over the amount of “good liberals” who have pushed my friendship to the point of no return over the term “white feminism." As a matter of fact, I would go so far as to say the cries over white feminism vs. intersectional feminism is the new #BlackLivesMatter vs #AllLivesMatter. You might not see it that way now but you will by next year. Trust me. I’ve been through this before and damn, am I tired.

Hiiiiii people! These issues aren’t going away. And neither am I. So scroll on by if it bothers you.

Can women have it all? Just kidding! I hate that question!