Sarah Gladstone

The acknowledgment of Lupita’s elegance begins a process to alleviate any future need to add "for a . . . " to the end of “You’re beautiful.”

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...

The internet is weird and gross and hilarious and helpful.

The idea of "fairest of them all" impacts women of color in many different ways.

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?

Women who want to wear their hair natural must choose: protect your curls or protect your country. Because apparently, you can’t have it both ways.

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

I’m always a little baffled when I hear people say, “I don’t like to read.” To me, it’s on par with saying “I don’t like music,” or “I ju

Fetishizing women of color isn't a compliment. It's just another form of objectification.

All people may be created equal, but our earwax is not.