All my life I’ve had to fight… …my hair that is. The text in Frida Kahlo’s 1940 “Autorretrato con pelo corto” (self-potrait with short hair) reads “Mira que si te quise, fué por el pelo, Ahora que estás pelona, ya no te quiero,” (Look, if I loved you it was because of your hair. Now that you are without hair, I don’t love you anymore.).
Women escaping domestic violence face financial and logistical obstacles, but thankfully businesses and community members are partnering with non-profit organization #MovetoEndDV to remove these paralyzing barriers. A random act of kindness is now creating worldwide ripples to end #domesticviolence. Help us keep the movement fueled! Donate today. pic.twitter.com/5JzT9oDov8 — #MoveToEndDV (@MoveToEndDV) January 1, 2017 Moving company Meathead Movers, for example, has provided free moving services to
There’s something incredibly special about this segment that I want to make sure doesn’t go unnoticed. Black America has provided a model for uplifting one another in the face of institutionalized racism and inequalities: important and necessary work that’s essential to liberating ourselves. We (Black America + Communities of Color) participate and actively celebrate culture and celebrate black excellence in America on an English-speaking
I first heard Charlotte Day Wilson’s “Work” while watching Grace and Frankie (best show ever!) soon after my sister died. I’ve never been the type to search high and low for a song that pierces my being, but the slow rhythm matched my state of being, quietly treading along. I needed an anthem for my grief. Director Fantavious Fritz says, “Work re-imagines the familiar image of
James Baldwin’s untimely death collided with his timeless work. I Am Not Your Negro dives into James Baldwin’s unfinished manuscript Remember This House, which was intended to be a memoir of his friendships with civil rights activists Medgar Evans, Malcolm X, and Martin Luther King–all who were younger than Baldwin but assassinated before realizing, or rather in sacrifice for, the fruits of their labor. Samuel L Jackson
Last summer, I had the privilege of witnessing “West Side Story” at the Hollywood Bowl. It was magical. The song “America” captures the immigrant experience of negotiating identity, culture, customs, and purpose in a new place. While its punchy satire serves to warn you not to be so enamored by its sparkle, it evokes a basic tenet shared by anyone who’s arrived stateside: they want to be here.
Turn off the lights… No, seriously, turn off the lights before you go to bed. Arianna Huffington wrote a popular blog post a few years ago about “Why am I so tired” being a popular Google search and now sells a best selling book about it, and scientists have been trying to debunk your brain on sleep for years. With our symbiotic relationship with technology on
Hey Beautiful People, How’s your fierce living going? If you need an example on how to live fiercely, check out He Named Me Malala premiering commercial-free on National Geographic Channel Feb. 29 at 8pm ET/7pm CT. Named after a girl who spoke out and was killed, Malala was shot in the head and left partially paralyzed after speaking out and standing up for girls’ education. Triumphing over
This is Darnel. He’s having a moment with himself, admiring his reflection in a portrait painted of him by a local artist. Last night at the Downtown Art Walk in Los Angeles, artist Robert Vargas painted portraits of strangers on the sidewalk corner of 6th and Spring Street. When I arrived, Darnel yelled over the crowd, stating that he was ready for his portrait. Carrying
Hey Beautiful People! How’s your fierce living going? We all know I like talking about boob health, so it’s no surprise that during Pink October I’d send a friendly reminder to get your boobs checked. Pink October, AKA Breast Cancer Awareness Month, allows us to collectively show our support, raise awareness of breast cancer’s prevalence, and proactively take steps to improve our life prospects by