Sabrina Bawa

On learning not to disappear when love gets hard

...and the pace of a woman’s life.

Lights are dimmed. The room is silent except for the low crackle of the old fireplace. She sits on the edge of the couch, knees bent, feet flat on the cushion, wrapped in her favorite black kimono silk robe, naked beneath it, entirely free. Her book rests open in her

You don’t have to fight your post-holiday body

On strength, softness, and the relief of no longer having to brace

Blunt question for you: what’s the most sensual thing you did for yourself this week? (Notice how I said sensual, not sexual) Did you spray your favorite perfume and take a few seconds to truly inhale its beauty? Did you sit down and properly apply your makeup, instead of