Life&Love

Four-time World Cup champion skier Lindsey Vonn is no stranger to navigating bumpy terrain: She has battled depression, overcome debilitating

Laura Modi couldn’t believe how unprepared she was for baby formula. When she gave birth to her first daughter in

For It Takes a Village, ELLE’s latest package exploring the intersection of parenthood and community, poet and author Cleo Wade

I found her in my mid-30s. I had just run for Congress in New York City, and lost spectacularly. Utterly

My mom, eternally optimistic about my love life, despite ever-increasing evidence to the contrary, would routinely check in after a

I’m headed out for drinks with friends when my seven-year-old alerts me that my dress is see-through. I wave her

Getty Images She’s a slut. A homewrecker. She’s basic. She’s a guy’s girl, damaged goods. Oh, she’s asking for it

In ELLE.com’s monthly series Office Hours, we ask people in powerful positions to take us through their first jobs, worst

When I was about seven months pregnant with my second daughter, I had an odd craving: I really, really wanted

A past-lives reader once told me that I hadn’t had a good relationship since ancient Greece. I remember thinking, “I

Tessa Dóniga Johnson We met just before lockdown, sharing a croissant and a walk along the L.A. River. I reveled

Mari (left) and Laura (right).ANGELLA CHOE Growing up in the 1990s in the Jura region of eastern France, Laura Herbst

Artwork by Asami Watanabe By the time the medium kicked off the online séance in late 2021, more than 120

Leah Romero “Who let those dykes in here?” a sorority sister asked, pointing at me and Alissa from across the

One year after the two officially became husband and wife, Jennifer Lopez is commemorating her secret Las Vegas wedding with

There’s a special shade of green—somewhere in between a yellowy chartreuse and a loud neon—that hits the trees in Philadelphia

In ELLE.com’s monthly series Office Hours, we ask people in powerful positions to take us through their first jobs, worst

In February, nearly 10 years after she was first placed in my arms, I instinctively felt something was severely wrong

The summer after ninth grade, I worked as a nanny in The Hamptons. I was actually called a “mother’s helper,”

My heart was racing and my head was faint. Don’t touch me, I thought. This inner voice was a stark