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5 Ways To Snag 10 Minutes (Or More!) Of Alone Time This Holiday Season

Having a full schedule can be a wonderful thing, but also exhausting and a time suck — sucking time away from you! Take a look at your monthly calendar and plan what is most important to you and your family.

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Get tested.

World Aids Day: HIV And American Women

Women, outside the parameters of what may be considered “high risk groups,” are not getting the attention that they need at the earliest possible time. This has resulted in missed opportunities for treatment.

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A new take on buying happiness.

I 'Rented' A Mom For A Day And It Was 100 Times Better Than Therapy

My first thought was: How do you rent a mom?

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Coloring books to treat anxiety?

Coloring Books As Treatment For The Mentally Ill?

I believe that these coloring books could be revolutionary treating mental health issues. There are plenty of inpatient facilities that utilize art therapy to help people living with mental illness process their emotions. Why not integrate coloring into the mix?

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Get educated.

What Does That Mean? A Gender And Sexuality Glossary

Once upon a time, it was easier to keep track of gender. Today, not so much — the lines are blurred. For many, gender’s not so much about questioning your own identity as it is about questioning the very nature of identity.

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Decisions, decisions...

5 Things I Learned While Counting Calories For A Week

I’m always thinking about what and when I’m going to eat. But when I started counting calories, I was anticipating my meals even more. I was ravenous, like a starved dog -- despite not being starving at all.

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Would You Get Cosmetic Surgery? This Week In #RealRavishly

I was prancing around in my underwear the other day (as you do), tidying up my bedroom. I bent to collect a rogue towel, and that’s when it happened. My stomach fell out of my underwear.

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I Didn’t Want To Be Transgender

I was so ashamed of being transgender that I held out for years, thinking if I waited long enough, this part of myself would retreat into the dark spot of my mind – the trapdoor where all the bad memories fall in and disappear.

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