Catherine Gigante-Brown

Like if she steals from you — cash or a boyfriend. Or does something illegal she wants you to be a part of — or lie about. I draw the line at felonies (sometimes even misdemeanors) and you probably should, too.

The heartbreaking saga of a 14-year-old Black prostitute who was murdered in cold blood by her (maybe) pimp on Christmas Eve in 1900 Savannah.

herbalist. shiatsu practitioner. healer.

raunchy renaissance woman. multimedia artist. probably a slut.

8. Educate, don’t fixate.

As a breast cancer survivor, the worst day of the year is when I go for my mammogram. True, nobody actually likes mammos, but I’ve been bitten by one. On the way to my annual squishing, I realized that I have a bunch of coping strategies.

Were you going to run into that cute guy John Williams on the way home? Would you see Anne Marie by the lockers and sort out what to do for the weekend? It was hit-or-miss, and that was the beauty of it. The breath-holding chance of it all. Now, our kids’ friends are as close as a keyboard stroke away. It’s too easy.

I try. I really do. But whenever I attempt to embrace my husband Peter’s Cuban culture, I always screw up.

I asked a handful of women: why are people so scared of ladyparts?

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