Catherine Gigante-Brown

erotic. intimate. unapologetic.

Why do we venerate individuality in adults but condemn it in children?

I left Cuba in 1949, when I was 11 years old. Back then, I didn't understand why my mother sent me away. I still don't.

sex sage. fetish specialist. author.

I go for checkups when I’m supposed to: every three months to the oncologist and every six months to the breast surgeon. I go to SHARE support group meetings to bolster myself. I try to get enough sleep, despite the occasional night spent wide-eyed with dread.

What Stephen didn’t know –– what no one knew –– was how weak my knees grew when I pushed through the swinging doors of the ICU.

I immediately developed a hot-and-heavy girlcrush on the wild, wacky, brash, candid, feminist, rubber-faced comedian—and you should too.

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Who says feminists don't love alpha males and cooking?

Wrinkles or lifelines? Chunky or curvaceous? The choice is yours.