Joni Edelman

Are the advances worth the trade-offs? You be the judge.

Is that incense I smell? A drum circle in the distance perhaps? Chanting? Herbal potions? Perhaps a cauldron? Could it be homebirth?

"She has created an important space on the internet and in the real world, a space that women and girls are free to take up however they please."

I want my kids to have an understanding of the truth of sex, the ins, the outs, the details no one wants to ask anyone—least of all their mom.

This is an article about a real product that exists, that was designed to deliver an electric shock, to YOUR BODY, to stop you from eati

In today's HELLO, OBVIOUSLY news: National Coffee Day.

91% of women report dissatisfaction with their body. Ninety-one. I know you know math—that’s 9/10 of women.

I'll never forget the day I discovered the name for my mental illness.

You can work your butt off and still be left with a tummy. Bummer.

Our relationship has been a little complicated. I've loved you a lot, and I've loathed you at least that much, but mostly you've just gone unnoticed. Except for those 5 to 7 days every four weeks when you made your presence quite evident, what with the river of life blood and the random excruciating, and from what I can tell, unnecessary, contractions.