Sarah Gladstone

Sure, poop capsules sound gross—but they could represent a significant medical industry breakthrough.

I know that in a lot of ways I am a cultural and ethnic enigma. But discussing my identity all the time can get old. Like, real old, real fast.

Lupita Nyong'o is “challenging” traditional ideas of beauty—but it's not because she's brown.

Miley seems to be predictable only in the sense that we can always expect a controversy spilling from her lips. (Or loins.)

Kids see it, we see it, the American people see it: Disney princesses perpetuate an unrealistic portrayal of the female body.

What if there was something just as easy, just as reliable and convenient as those disposable to-go cups but totally eliminated the waste? Nope, it's not a hippie's LSD-induced fever dream. It's just some clever entreprenuers from Brooklyn...

Hot vanilla. Sweet vanilla woman. Break me off a piece of that vanilla girl! Nope. Nobody says that.

Sherlock fans, come on get happy!

This is the funniest movie about abortion that you will probably ever see.

I didn’t realize I could like girls and boys. I didn’t have to choose, and one didn’t cancel out the other. Around the same time I attended my first GSA meeting, I did wonder, maybe I’m not straight? Maybe I’m gay?