A sure sign that a campaign is failing is when the candidate blames the press for his problems. The latest example is Republican presidential nomine...
Serving on a board, or taking on leadership roles within philanthropic organizations for that matter, allows me to contribute to an issue in more meaningful ways; I'm able to dive to the root of an issue and to make impactful, real-time decisions surrounding the cause.
The words that these women speak and write never cease to inspire me to continue fighting for women's empowerment worldwide.
We're in the heart of beach season, and it's time to replenish our stock of essentials, from sunglasses to sunscreen, books to laptops and everything in between.
Here are my observations on how women approach beauty in four different hemispheres.
Instead of worrying about being laughed at or worrying about disgusting others, I should have worried about loving my wife. Because it is not disgusting. It is not gross. Love is love.
I somehow can't imagine a single man's status being used as an attack against him. It's troubling that there's still an assumption that female singlehood is an inherently problematic state.
The point of mindfulness is not peace, nor is it bliss or transcendence. Rather, it shows you where your heart is hard. It unlocks all the tears you have been holding back and in so doing breaks your heart to the preciousness of your life, the uniqueness of your genius, the unending grief of your losses, and your immeasurable capacity to love.
There is another chapter to Ken Perenyi's life that was omitted from his autobiography, and that is the chapter of how he used his ill-gotten gains to rescue a child from sex slavery and, as the FBI closed in on his forging escapades, found himself an unexpected parent to a Ghanian child.
A prolonged pity party is not fun for anyone. Get sad. Get angry. Get disappointed. But get it out of your system and move forward with new focus.
How do we survive it without hurting ourselves or others? If you get caught up in the causality of the war that is waged upon us all in this life you won't make it out alive. You have to tell a story, have a voice and write the lyrics of your own life.
A few years ago, my nephew walked up to me and proclaimed, apropos of nothing: "You're fat!" It made me remarkably sad. Not because I was being teased, I can handle that.
Everyone, there's cursing in the lady mags. Someone dispatch one of Emily Post's descendants to the Conde Nast building STAT.
Well if you don't know by now who won Project Runway, you've clearly been under some motherfreakin' rock, so let's just get this out of the way right now and move on to snarkily discuss some of the best moments of (at last) the Finale Finale.
For a woman, a job isn't just a job. It's a comment on who she is.