Winona Dimeo-Ediger

Two years ago today, the Rana Plaza building in Dhaka, Bangladesh, collapsed

Recently, I challenged myself to something radical: What if I didn't wear makeup for awhile?

You, dear senators, have been busy trying to bring about the apocalypse, which doesn’t leave a lot of time for self-care.

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With the country spiraling deeper into a fascist hellscape on a daily basis, it’s hard to keep track of all the things to be outraged abo

I grew up way out in the country, and lying in bed at night I used to gaze out my window and think, “Maybe someday I’ll live in a cool apartment in the city where I can walk to stuff.” That was literally my big dream of far-off adulthood.

Practically speaking, if you want to try a fashion trend that you’re not initially comfortable with, approach it the same way you would an awkward convo with your mom or a spontaneous skinny dip in a freezing lake: ease in.

Obviously I’m not talking about serious travel disasters or any situation that’s dangerous or harmful, but things like missing a bus, getting hopelessly lost, or having an emotional breakdown while in line for the London Eye (been there, done that) are actually blessings in disguis

I’ve always hated shopping for dresses in general (I’m seriously supposed to track down one garment that fits properly on my chest, waist, arms, and hips simultaneously?), and finding the right thing to wear to a wedding is always tricky (do they really mean casual?).

"But I'm your friend! I'm like your cool big sister that makes you feel insecure and unworthy 99% of the time!"