We're all fucking hypocrites. For ethical, environmental, and health reasons, I haven't eaten red meat for 16 years. I haven't eaten chicken for 14 years. I haven't eaten fish for 12 years. I haven't had dairy for 7 years. (Took me some time to finally accept I'm allergic to milk!)Committed to a plant-based lifestyle, I progressively transitioned from vegetarian to vegan.AND YET:I wear my sister Miya's brown leather cowboy boots, happily. I'm obsessed with them. Not just because they were...

I was topless in public for the first time when I was 20. I was at a swimming pool in Prague, and I felt nervous, apprehensive, excited. I was doing something off-limits, something deemed inappropriate and illegal, at least by American standards. (Read about it in a previous blog post about breastfeeding.)My breasts were never something I showed off. Or at least purposefully. Though they always seemed to pop out of my tank tops and summer...

"That girl is super anorexic!" she proclaims in a whisper in a dark bar. I can feel the judgement excitedly spew from her mouth. The nugget of gossip hanging in the air, as she leaves our table to happily say hello to her childhood friend.I hate that women do this to one another.We point out other women's insecurities and weaknesses, and do so to seemingly strengthen our own self-worth. We preach female empowerment: lift each other...

I’m staring at a woman across the restaurant whose body is the size of a 7-year-old’s. Her arms bend awkwardly, her feet dangle, her big, sturdy wheelchair swallows her whole. The child in me wants to ask, “What’s wrong with you? Why is your body that way?” The adult in me shuts up, stays put. Interrupting her dinner, asking these things, drawing attention to what makes her different from me—those are things we’re taught to...

Eighteen months ago, the counter of the open-air kitchen where I'm watching Mexican women prepare plates of fresh, locally-inspired dishes didn't exist. There wasn't a pool and grassy area behind me where guests and others visit for the afternoon to relax and play. There wasn't intricately designed, eco-friendly hotel rooms with stunning, handmade furniture from fallen local trees and ocean-view balconies. Instead, there was an untamed plot of land.In fact, until a few years ago, there wasn't really a heightened need for any hotels...

As a kid, if your teacher said, "You won't be graded in this class. You all get A's. I just want you to be present, get creative, put your heart into your work," I bet the stress of all the to-do's and the fear of expectations, of not meeting deadlines, of not following others' restrictive rules would fall away. It'd be you and the work—all pleasure, without any anxiety. And with that comes immense freedom.Why do we...

This past Saturday, I hurried into an urgent care office for a steroid shot because my eczema was flaring up. After a female nurse took my vitals, she left the room, and a male doctor, around my dad's age, came in to take a look at my legs. He seemed kind, friendly, helpful.  He had me lay on my belly and lifted my dress and felt my butt and gave it a small slap. Then asked...