Catherine Gigante-Brown

To the tattoo artist, I was a flesh canvas that she could transform into something beautiful.

A midtown Manhattan studio was recently the site of liberation-both on and offscreen-when Shenshean

I realized my father was from a generation that never said those three little words. He was saying he loved me without them. But I didn't realize it then.

I immediately developed a hot-and-heavy girlcrush on the wild, wacky, brash, candid, feminist, rubber-faced comedian—and you should too.

“It’s almost as though this niche was patiently waiting for us to find it.”

erotic. intimate. unapologetic.

Alas, I am the lone female in a house full of men. Only two men, but they take up a lot of space.

That’s the thing about being a breast cancer survivor — it’s always there: it never goes away. The scars, the fear that lurks in the back of your mind like a boogeyman. You’re going along nicely, living your merry life, and you’re fine, until you’re not.

I’m sure you’ll find it a delicious and well-stocked place. There are just a few rules

Re-imagining the cervix, preserving the earth, facing breast cancer a whole new way…Annie Sprinkle’s wisdom abounds. “Life is a performance art piece,” she said...