This is part of our Books from Banned Countries series. You can see them all here. You may think you know nothing about Somali literature, but you’re mistaken. Okay, perhaps you’re right and you can’t name a single Somali author. But unless you’ve been living under a rock somewhere way, way

By: Mar-Li Pitcher  It’s a Tuesday afternoon. You’ve got your latte in hand and you’re ready to take over the world, one downward facing dog at a time. 1. You’re Fearless Yoga pants don’t exactly leave a lot to the imagination. But you don’t care about that, do you? You’ve

Let’s talk about Beyoncé. People love her; people hate her. There seems to be no in between. She’s either a queen or a demon. She’s too black for some or not black enough for others. I’ve heard people call her a singing stripper, a devil worshiper , a poor role

Well, here we are in the waning days of the lusty month of May, and there is a strong likelihood that you have grand designs on the Memorial Day Weekend that lies ahead. A trip to the Southland, perhaps, to sneer at our Angeleno siblings and their “summertime”, a little

These are my resort-themed Mom capris: They’re covered in colorful hibiscus-print, and have the names of exotic locales like “Martinique” and “St. Lucia” stamped all over them, in a font that can only can be described as “Tiki-esque.”  They’re high-waisted and saggy-legged and cut at the most unflattering part of

The answer to this question is easy:  smear on massive amounts of lipstick, back-comb your wig into voluminous perfection, climb up onto a table, and shake your thing because hips don’t lie, honey!  Oh, wait.  So you just want to learn how to dance like a pro, but don’t have

No matter how hard you try, raging it to bad pop in the comfort of your own home isn’t the same as being at a crazy dance party. (Unless your living room magically turns into a crazy dance party). The organizers of Panic know this, and tomorrow night they’re bringing