Lifestyle

I realized recently that the topic of women and cravings has been following us for generations. I stumbled upon archival footage from the early 1920s teaching women how to diet, how to shrink, how to disappear. It was all there, plain as day: instructions passed down through generations, disguised as

Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night —somewhere between 3 a.m. and 5 a.m. —with a knot, a tension, you couldn’t quite name? You know the voice; the one that haunts us at 3 a.m., whispering that we’re falling behind, that

If you had asked me just a few years ago, What does it feel like to be disconnected from your femininity? I wouldn’t have had the slightest idea what you were talking about. Like so many women, I was completely absorbed in work. I woke up thinking about deadlines,

Lately, I’ve been thinking about garments; not just fashion, but what it means to wear something that truly celebrates you. To be honest, I’ve rarely felt at home in most clothes. The silhouettes keep getting stiffer, wider, emptier… stripped of all sensuality, all individuality. As though the female

I’ve made it official: I no longer wish to force anything. Nothing. Nada. And yet, allowing softness to take the lead in my life has been one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, ironically so. In theory, softness should be simple — you just let go. But in