Sabrina Bawa

A reminder that sometimes, the smallest rituals—a scent, a color, a gesture—can call confidence back home

I always find it fascinating when I stumble upon a video about makeup on social media. Lipstick, especially. In the comments, there are always two kinds of women: those who say red lipstick looks ridiculous on them, and those who say it makes them feel unstoppable. I read one story

I have a confession to make. For the first few years of my relationship (and honestly, in past ones too), there was a part of me I would hide — simply because I thought it wasn’t acceptable in love: how much I actually eat, and how much I genuinely love

Letter From The Editor

Ah, wine. Isn’t it fascinating how wine has long been a male-dominated industry, and yet, whether in movies, shows, or real life, it’s so often the woman holding a glass of red at night, or sipping sparkling wine in the bath? There’s something about wine that feels

There’s something about an elegant dish like fresh pasta that instantly puts me in a feminine state. Don’t you agree? I’m talking about the whole setting: the soft warmth of slippery, glossy pasta, the way candlelight reflects off the oil, the creamy, savory comfort in every bite,