Sarah Gladstone

All I heard was “positive."

I didn’t realize I could like girls and boys. I didn’t have to choose, and one didn’t cancel out the other. Around the same time I attended my first GSA meeting, I did wonder, maybe I’m not straight? Maybe I’m gay?

New moms do their best to bring their babies up in a care-free bubble that blissfully floats above the sick, sad world the rest of us live in.

Kids see it, we see it, the American people see it: Disney princesses perpetuate an unrealistic portrayal of the female body.

The idea of "fairest of them all" impacts women of color in many different ways.

Welcome to the self-deluded world of illusory superiority.

A look into Aubrey Plaza's Latina pride.

We love the cast, but we're wary of spin-offs (even though they don't necessarily have to flop) ... and please, no more yellow umbrellas.

The internet is weird and gross and hilarious and helpful.

As Americans we have fallen prey to a particular "look" —namely white and thin—and suffer from an inability to shatter it. The result? A backhanded compliment of the hybrid variety: “You’re pretty . . . for a black girl.”