Articles

  • 1 week ago | wmagazine.com | Martine Thompson

    Alta Adams. Courtesy of Alta AdamsWe may receive a portion of sales if you purchase a product through a link in this article. Ever wish you could text the most stylish people in the world to ask them for their lists of things to do in the places they know best? Here are insider travel tips for those who would never be caught dead in a tourist trap.

  • 3 weeks ago | essence.com | Martine Thompson

    What if your beauty products did more than moisturize? What if they held memories? Reflected culture? And even elevated your mood? These drops don’t just work—they mean something. They’re the skincare pens, the candles, and the perfumes that feel equivalent to a wink, a deep breath, or a hug from someone who really sees you. Let’s raise a glass to Black-owned beauty and wellness brands that not only offer quality, but deliver an experience, too.

  • 1 month ago | wmagazine.com | Martine Thompson

    Ms. Tina Knowles. Photo by GettyWe may receive a portion of sales if you purchase a product through a link in this article. It’s a gift when a woman shares her story, and even more when she reminds us that one’s identity doesn’t have to be subsumed by roles like mother or wife. Behind the scheduling, the doting, and tending to others’ needs, there’s a version of you that existed long before—and despite everything, she’s still there: wise, whole, and worthy.

  • 1 month ago | essence.com | Martine Thompson

    When I was 19, I went to a college party with my friend, who was also a Black girl. As we mingled with strangers—as one does—we ended up chit-chatting with two random white guys. One guy was friendly and easygoing, but his friend, let’s call him Party Guy, seemed visibly uncomfortable making small talk with us. He was the kind of guy who acted like being friendly and respectful to someone he didn’t deem desirable would surely translate as flirting—or worse, romantic interest.

  • 2 months ago | elle.com | Martine Thompson

    In Sinners, blood isn’t just life—it represents memory, resistance, grief, and desire. It flows thick and slow through the Delta heat of 1932 Mississippi, where twin brothers Stack and Smoke (both played by Michael B. Jordan) open a juke joint that pulses with rhythm and energy. They think they’re creating a sanctuary, a space to dance, to dream, to forget. But what they find is older than music, older than the land itself: vampires, hidden in plain sight.