Several months ago, I read a skirt! essay titled, “When the Universe Calls, Pick Up the Phone.”   Afterwards, I felt inspired by the idea of a divine plan authored by the universe. So, I asked for a picture of the i...

So, I admit it. I have known the skirt! blog was coming for months. Yet, having absolutely no experience in this medium, I have dreaded my first entry from day one. Don’t get me wrong, it was the excited kind of dread. But, dread nonetheless. ...

      One morning long before I was born, my grandma’s car broke down taking my mom to school. It was a bitter winter in Detroit with snow covering the ground and that painfully cold breeze that nips at your nose. ...