When Netflix Traumatizes You
Ava DuVernay’s “When They See Us” is a breathtaking masterpiece and searing indictment of the American criminal justice system. The four-episode, Netflix series [...]
Articles by Kerra Bolton
Make the World One Family
I am writing this while sitting at a dining room table in a lovely home in northern England. I hadn’t planned to be here. However, I didn’t want to go home after [...]
Revisiting Madonna
“Dance and sing. Get up and do your thing.” The year was 1983 and Madonna’s “Everybody” was everywhere. At 10-years-old, I happily accepted Madonna’s musical [...]
Why Are We Still Shaming Single Women?
This article began with a phone call. A friend called to lament about a friend who experienced a crisis of faith because no matter how beautiful, accomplished, and kind she [...]
Sweatpants & History | Five Lessons I Learned from Lee Radziwill
While it’s out of fashion to admire rich, white, privileged women these days, writer Kerra Bolton celebrates the life of Lee Radziwill, the younger sister of Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis, who died earlier this month at the age of 85. [...]
How to Invite Life’s Magic
What if the universe stretched its hand out to you and invited you to dance? That’s the question I’m living this year after vowing in December to adopt a kinder, gentler [...]
Why I’m Not Making Resolutions for 2019
Tis the season to take stock of our lives, consider our shortcomings, and promise to do and be better next year. This annual exercise in self-flagellation used to be called [...]
Kindness Matters | One Person Can Make a Difference
Can one person make a difference? It is a silent, unanswered question we ask ourselves in the middle of the night while our brain rattles with thoughts. How can I make a [...]
Sweatpants & Relationships | How to Love Men Right Now
How do we love men right now when it is hard to love and yet love is so desperately needed? This is a question with which I am wrestling in the aftermath of the recent U.S. [...]
The Queen of Break-Up Travel
The November rain fell in succulent drops on the ancient, cobblestone streets. I stuck my tongue out to capture a raindrop. But then I remembered I was in Paris. [...]
