You clicked. And the social media analytics mavens took note. The most popular posts of the year here... read more →
My son Harry and I laughed on the phone following a replay of the conversation I’d just overheard between a toddler and her dad while walking my daily loop around Brooklyn’s Prospect... read more →
Walking home from the subway Wednesday, I spotted a child dressed in a multi-colored tie-dye tee, jean shorts and bright turquoise Minnie Mouse knee-highs. I couldn’t help but smile. The outfit... read more →
I left the house yesterday afternoon wearing my deep purple sweatshirt and Desert Plum lipstick. Three purple Spirit Day posters were tucked in a file folder under my arm. I figured... read more →
This week I'm pleased to present a guest post from Naomi, an active member of the generation that's on the... read more →
I know you’ve seen them everywhere. Maybe it’s been a giraffe in a grocery cart, a shark at the airport or a bunny in overalls at the park. But no matter where... read more →
I can’t lie. A week after New York City’s... read more →
I don’t write much about kid Harry’s dad Ken, a fine-art photographer and retired executive creative director. We haven’t been married since Harry was nine years old, so he appears mostly... read more →
LGBTQ OR NOT, THE PATH TO INNER SELF STARTS... read more →
I’ve definitely learned a thing or two hundred over the years about gender identity and gender expression from my... read more →
