Facades and Fireflies

Sometimes hope is a burst of light. Sometimes it's hard-won. We hope this piece provides comfort to sexual assault survivors - to remind them that they are not alone on their path towards healing. Join us in celebrating the strength and grace of this anonymous piece.

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How Chocolate Saved My Life

It should be just another busy night at my restaurant in Northwest Washington, D.C. But it isn’t. I feel that reality as I look down the two long bars and lounge tables filled with guests enjoying elaborate desserts and craft cocktails. Dazzling in the dim light are large sculptures that are completely edible, and behind me in a glass-enclosed room is a…

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Pride in the USA

Dust off your rainbow flag and break out the glitter: it’s PRIDE MONTH! Across the nation, participating cities will host parades, festivals, concerts, forums, rallys, and more to celebrate the fabulous strides of the LGBTQIA+ community…

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Always a Bridesmaid

As with many things in my life, I am constantly at war with expectation. My parents, who owned a book titled Raising Your Spirited Child, will confirm my favorite word growing up was “why.”…

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The Women of GOT

All hail Arya, a girl who rose from family tragedy to a woman who is determined to choose her own path. I feel many other Game of Thrones characters suffered from…

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Moms & Daughters: The Business Dream Team

Ever since she was a teenager, my daughter and I have had deep conversations about women we admire and how they built their respective careers. Natasha’s favorite topic was, and still is, always about female artists and their music careers…

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California Dreaming

Though we spent almost every Sunday in his well-appointed home, I knew so little about him back then. From one moment to the next, he was in our lives, and as kids, we just accepted it…

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Strength in Ink

It was 7:30 in the morning. I was standing at the coffee bar, barely conscious as the milk swirled constellations in my coffee. Before I could form a coherent thought, a man’s hand grabbed my right leg…

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