Something interesting has been happening to me lately: People have actually been commenting on how good my skin looks.

When I was 4 years old, I told my mother that my nursery school teacher told me to “stop acting like a baby” because I had gotten a boo-boo on my knee. According to my mother, she asked me what reception other little kids received when they got boo-boos. I told her that a little white girl in my class got a coveted…

Full disclosure: I love Christmas. Like, in a frenetic, maniacal way.