Annie Walton Doyle

There seems to be something about being a Millennial that is making me depressed. Our childhoods have left us particularly unprepared for the "real world."

I think it’s safe to say that I’m coming to the end of my blond

You can’t fight it so embrace it: Fluffy winter hair.

It’s a prime example of what I’ve known all along: that the true crime interest and the niceness of a person are not mutually exclusive.

Can you partake in the beauty industry — makeup, tutorials, magazines, and the oppressive standards they impose — and still feel good about your self-worth?

It’s surely well known by now that the age of the heavily drawn on, perfectly angled eyebrow is coming to an end.

Yes, PMS is real. No, women are not just making it up. Here are a bunch of natural remedies, tips, and tricks to make PMS less miserable.

Let this idea appeal to your insubordinate nature: the world wants me to not like my face, so guess what? I’ve decided I like it. Take that, world!

Do you have a good side? I definitely don’t have a preferred “side.” I am sometimes pictures of myself for my job, and I don’t know which side is better.

The wonderful thing about knitting is that it combines mindfulness with mindlessness. You have to concentrate, sure, but you can easily lose yourself.