Desirability by Design: Makeup as a Crutch

It’s not a passing obsession or brief infatuation; it has strongly latched itself onto my whole being, constituting a part of who I am: a makeup addict.

How I Realized that I Wasn't Egyptian

When I was little, my mom used to gently tuck me into bed and stroke my hair off my cheek to see my blotchy face illuminated by the delicate rays of ...