Sarah Gladstone

The ice cream truck may be tainted forever.

Yesterday morning, I was shaken by the 6.0 magnitude earthquake that struck the Bay Area.

Ah, Inception. That was a great movie. Leonardo was so good.

The 21st century is a full blown teenager now.

As Americans we have fallen prey to a particular "look" —namely white and thin—and suffer from an inability to shatter it. The result? A backhanded compliment of the hybrid variety: “You’re pretty . . . for a black girl.”

naptural hair pioneer. youtube inspiration.

You say you want a revolution? We're having a nineties reboot . . . with the spirit of the sixties seeping in.

So, you missed a few (or all) of the Oscar nominated movies this year. It's OK.

In our youth-obsessed society, the elderly are nearly invisible, hovering near the edges of existence.

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?