I'm bi-racial, raised in a West Indian (Mom)\Jamaican household.

They met when he interviewed her for a job, while he was still married to his first wife,

I wouldn't say that she "barged onto" the national stage in 2008, she was more unleashed or brought forth like Gozer the Gozerian.

Apparently dating = housewarming parties in the South.

I once got "catcalled" by a construction worker who yelled "I like the stripes on your dress!"

Does this mean she won't be marrying John Edwards on top of a building in New York whilst the Dave Matthews band plays?
Nooooooo! Love is deeeeaaaaddddddd!

The walls are covered in stencils of slightly misquoted Margaret Mead and Eleanor Roosevelt and Marilyn Monroe.

I didn't get my act together until I was 13. Before that I think I had been quite cruel to one girl in particular (made it up to her by befriending her — she became my best, most beautiful, most life-altering badass friend (love ain't strong enough a word.)) But I had a really rough childhood, not your typical "bad…

Here's my slogan:

In Pink Ribbon Blues, one of the biggest complaints was that Komen refused to help or utilize those who were in Stages 4 and 5. The idea was that because they were "hopeless," people might not want to help or give. Komen tends to stick with Stages 1-3 women for the "pretty" factor and the higher success rate of…

I agree, pinkwashing needs to go. Even some of my dearest friends send me emails that they're raising money for the cure via Komen and I'm like urggghhhhh

Can we just stop trying to disguise consumerism as a charitable act full stop? I'm looking at you Warby Parker and you Tom's Shoes.

My mother died of breast cancer in 1988, after battling it for about 8 years. I was a teenager when she passed. My resentment towards pinkwashing is two-fold. My mother had breast cancer before 'it was cool' , so to speak because I can't think of another way to put it. Back then it was marginalizing and painful to…

I FUCKING HATE PINKWASHING! I HATE IT HATE IT HATE IT! THINKING ABOUT IT MAKE ME TALK IN ALL CAPS, THAT'S HOW MUCH I HATE IT!

My mom likes the thrill of the chase. Now that my sister and I are adults and don't really need or want the "hot toy" of the year, she still goes out and stands in lines and braves the crowd to get the special Furby or Tickle Me Elmo or whatever, but she donates them to Toys For Tots.

Question: with the internetz being what it is these days, why would ANYONE go shopping on Black Friday if he didn't have to? The crowds, the stopping-in-the-middle-of-aisles-to-text morons, the strollers at your heels, the fighting, the crying, the long lines...do I really need to make a case for all this?

To be fair, Miley Cyrus has never actually twerked either.

Should have had the middle one as a passenger.