Aja Barber

Whenever Lena Dunham starts trending on Facebook or Twitter, it’s become this thing where I suddenly morph into Angry Tyra.

When I help people clean out their wardrobes, the items I come across that hang in the back closet never seeing the light of day are usually pieces purchased in a frenzy — out of necessity instead of joy.

I first met Darlene Howell McNerney through my sister.

In fashion, the mantra is “never say never.” Never claim that you’ll never wear it, because that's the easiest way to end up eating your words, prancing about in a style you once referred to as “unsuitable.”

Warning: The author reminisces a lot in this piece and comes to conclusion that she has probably kept an unhealthy amount of clothing from high

Aja Barber gives us her first-hand account of the Women's March — the good, the bad, and the ugly.

Can women have it all? Just kidding! I hate that question!

There are so few people in this world who can bring very many strong, stoic people to their knees in the hour of death.

The entertainment industry allows abuse to flourish and allows abusers to hide behind fancy titles and big credits.

I refuse to write some sort of inane rubbish about how sweatshirts are the new sweatshirt.