Joni Edelman

As the mother of three teens, I'm here to tell you: You have nothing to freak out about.

My cocktail is wrong. It’s a gin and tonic with only gin. It’s a martini with 10 olives. And I can’t stand the sun. Not today. Not this month.

4. A high school government class.

Good god, where will I ever find someone who will love me in such a pitiful condition?

You know what’s an epidemic? Making people feel second rate and ashamed, criminalizing them for something like having an obese pregnancy.

Welcome to #RavsWriters, an opportunity for you to get to know some of the outstanding human beings who fervently type to make Ravishly the aw

How do I raise a boy to love and respect all women regardless of size in a world where he is bombarded with images of what is attractive?

Look, I'm not saying McDonald's did this themselves, I'm just saying, a lot of the people that work there probably agree.

In honor of World Bipolar Day, I present a sample stream of consciousness based on my experiences living with this disorder.

All boobs are good boobs. And all areola too!