7 Relatable Cards For Couples Who Just Get Each Other

Artist Naomi Dawson had a wedding to attend, but she couldn’t find a card that fit her friends’ sense of humor — so she decided to make one herself. 

“Modern day love is pulling hair out of the plug hole which definitely isn’t yours.”

“I couldn’t find anything that suited them and their sense of humor, so I decided to design something myself,” Dawson, a freelance illustrator in the UK, told The Huffington Post. “They absolutely loved it and told me that they really liked having a card that was a bit different than the rest. This made me want to design a whole range of modern day love cards.”

And that’s what she did, basing her card series on her own experience being in a long-term relationship.

“Modern day love is texting mainly about being low on milk and bread.”

“I wanted to create a funny series of cards that show love not in the traditional sense, but within a modern day relationship,” Dawson said.

The cards, which were especially popular around Valentine’s Day, are available on Etsy.

“Modern day love is saying that you will make dinner.”

“My favorite card says ‘modern day love is saying that you will make dinner,’ as I seem to never know what to make for dinner these days and always cook the same things again and again,” Dawson said. “When my other half offers to cook, it makes me so happy that I don’t have to do it for the evening. As he works too, I know this shows that he loves me because he probably doesn’t feel like cooking either.”

Check out more of Dawson’s modern love cards below:

Read more: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2016/04/27/relatable-cards-for-couples-who-just-get-each-other_n_9811446.html

This High School Student Is Helping Her Peers Embrace Their Black Identity

Hadiyah Collins grew up with a complicated relationship to her curly tresses and cocoa-brown skin. But now, as a senior in high school, she has fully embraced her black identity and is helping her peers to do the same. 

Collins was brought up in a predominantly white San Francisco neighborhood, where she was teased for looking different. 

“I got made fun of because of my hair, because it wasn’t straight,” she told HuffPost Rise. “I didn’t like my skin tone. I didn’t like my hair. It was just them putting me outside of the box and making me feel like an outsider.”

But Collins’ mother, who passed away unexpectedly in 2005, was the ally she needed and encouraged her to embrace her blackness. 

“She was always throwing knowledge at us, throwing books at us,” Collins said. “She would just talk to me and tell me, ‘your black is beautiful,’ and I’ve grown up to know that. It’s just a part of me, and who I am.” 

Now Collins is passing on her mother’s inspiring words to the rest of the black student body at San Francisco’s Academy of Arts and Sciences High School. As a senior, she reopened her school’s Black Student Union. Through the BSU, she helps black students understand their history and identity — subjects rarely covered in their school curriculum. 

“As young black students speaking about these problems, I just want people to be more awake and aware and realize that there are things we can do as a community to change them,” she said. 

Learn more about Hadiyah’s story in the video above and check out The Future Project here

Read more: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2016/04/28/this-student-reopened-her-schools-bsu-to-help-her-peers-embrace-their-identity_n_9806726.html

It Is Way More Expensive To Be My Girlfriend Than It Is To Be Me

Just for fun, I pretended to be my girlfriend for a month. I am now broke.

My girlfriend, Jessica, is not who you’d classify as a high-maintenance person or a “pinkies-out” girl. (I mean, she’s obviously a princess and not a slob at all and I love you, girlfriend.) But she’s no cupcake.

She’s an editor at BuzzFeed who works really hard and rarely treats herself, so when my editor asked if I would like to pretend to be Jessica and buy all of the bathroom things that she buys in a month, I, in my ignorant man head, thought it would be close to my own experience, except maybe more tampons.

After all, we are now in an enlightened post-lumbersexual era. It is a time when Old Spice has Smellcomed us to Manhood, and it’s “OK for guys to take care of themselves,” as the public radio show “Marketplace” puts it. With my own eye cream, face lotion and beard balm regimens, I thought, “I probably buy the same stuff that Jess does anyway.” (We share the beard balm.)

Through this experiment, I learned something that everyone else in the world knew decades ago: Hot damn, it’s expensive to be a woman.

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Jessica and James wear Jessica’s makeup.

By our unscientific experiment, it’s nearly 50 percent more expensive to be Jessica, a normal woman in the United States, than it is to be James, a pretentious perma-groomed city twerp. 

Still, even if you take the makeup, lotions and loofahs out of it, my girlfriend will always have to spend more on herself, just on necessities — housewarming gifts for her monthly visitor, for example — because nothing visits me every month.

Even though I’m totally broke until Friday, a few positive accidents came out of this: Jessica now has a replenished medicine cabinet, and I have a grocery list of her favorite things that I can use to cheat and surprise her with pre-approved gifts that I know she’ll use.

Here’s how we stacked up:

Total Cost Of Things Girlfriend Buys: $326.68

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    Olay Regenerist Daily Thermal Mini Peel ($37.94, Amazon)
  • Clinique

    Even Better Eyes Dark Circle Corrector ($41, Clinique)
  • Clinique

    Even Better Clinical Dark Spot Corrector ($49.50, Clinique)
  • Olay

    Olay Total Effects Anti-Aging Moisturizer ($21.99, Olay)
  • Jergens

    Ultra Healing Extra Dry Skin Moisturizer ($7.99, Target)
  • Tarte Cosmetics

    Lights, Camera, Flashes Statement Mascara ($23, tarte)
  • Revlon

    Revlon PhotoReady Concealer ($8.99, Target)
  • Revlon

    Revlon Colorstay Aqua Mineral Makeup- Medium/Deep ($12.99, Target)
  • Revlon

    Revlon Powder Blush ($8.99, Target)
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    Smooth Operator Smoothing Lustre Lotion ($6.49, Ulta)
  • L’Oreal

    Elnett Satin Extra Strong Hold UV Hair Spray ($14.99, Ulta)
  • Smith’s

    Rosebud Perfume Co.Rosebud Salve in a Tube ($6, Sephora)
  • Olay

    Olay Daily Exfoliating Body Wash ($6.49, Olay)
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    NIVEA In-Shower Nourishing Body Lotion for Very Dry Skin ($5.18, Amazon)
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    St.Ives Apricot Scrub, Blemish Control ($3.50, Amazon)
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    Crest 3D White Luxe Glamorous White Vibrant Mint Flavor Whitening Toothpaste ($7.06, Amazon)
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    Pond’s Cold Cream Cleanser ($8.38, Amazon)
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    Alcon Clear Care with Lens Case ($15.16, Amazon)
  • Tampax

    Tampax Pearl Tampons ($9.49, Drugstore)
  • Drugstore

    Gillette Fusion ProGlide Silvertouch Razor ($9.99, Drugstore)
  • Amazon

    Loofahs ($11.99, Amazon)
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    Q-tips ($2.69, Amazon)
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    Opti-Free Puremoist Rewetting Drops ($6.88, Amazon)
  • And Here Is The Total Cost Of Things I Buy: $152.46

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      Beard Balm ($18.27, Closed On Monday)
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      AXE White Label Dry Spray Antiperspirant, Forest ($4.93, Amazon)
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      skyn ICELAND Icelandic Relief Eye Cream ($44, Amazon)
    • Amazon

      Crest 3D White Radiant Mint Flavor Whitening Toothpaste ($8, Amazon)
    • Baxter of California

      Vitamin Cleansing Bar ($17, Baxter of California)
    • Amazon

      Garnier Fructis Style Surfer Hair Power Putty ($9, Amazon)
    • Amazon

      Dove Men+Care 2 in 1 Shampoo ($3.77, Amazon)
    • Amazon

      Lab Series Max LS AS Light Moisture Lotion ($47.49, Amazon)
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Read more: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2016/04/26/the-girlfriend-experiment_n_9799410.html

Why The Kardashians’ Hair Stylist Is Working With A Vacuum Brand

Chances are you associate Dyson, a company widely known for its innovative line of vacuum cleaners, with making your home look good. Now, it wants to help make you look good, too.

The brand announced an unexpected new partnership Wednesday with celebrity hairstylist Jen Atkin for the launch of its newest product, the Dyson Supersonic Hair Dryer

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Four years and a whopping $71 million investment went into creating the product, the company says. The Dyson Supersonic claims speedy drying time, less damage to hair through the use of “intelligent heat technology” and controlled air flow. The downright cool-looking dryer also comes with three different attachments: a smoothing nozzle, styling concentrator and diffuser. 

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Atkin, who serves as brand ambassador of the product, recently launched her own line of hair products and is trusted by some of the most famous heads of hair on Snapchat. In a statement given to HuffPost, she explained why the partnership seemed a good fit.

“Dyson is such a trustworthy brand, I know that anything they create will be a game changer, so before I even knew anything about it, I knew this dryer would be great. Plus the aesthetic is so gorgeous. $71 million in innovation is enough for me,” she said.

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But before you throw away all your current hair products in pursuit of this magical looking tool, be forewarned, it will cost you. The regular version of the dryer sells for $399.99, with a special edition option priced at $449.99. (The latter comes with a hand-finished leather box, if that helps.)

Still, the technology, the promised shortened dry time and the fact that every celebrity will likely soon have one are tempting enough reasons to start saving up for the dryer, which will launch exclusively at Sephora and on Dyson.com. Though pre-sales are currently on at Dyson.com, the product won’t ship until September 2016. 

Read more: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2016/04/27/dyson-hair-dryer-kardashians_n_9786636.html

What PB&J Taught This Woman About ‘Being The Only Brown Girl’ At Lunchtime

Journalist and television creator Zarqa Nawaz grew up as one of the only Muslim kids in her Canadian neighborhood. With her long braids and curried chicken lunches, Nawaz didn’t always have the easiest time relating to her peers.

Nawaz has explored the complexities of Muslim identity in the West in various projects, including her sitcom “Little Mosque on the Prairie” and documentary “Me and the Mosque.” Her new memoir, titled Laughing All the Way to the Mosque: The Misadventures of a Muslim Woman, comes out in May and uses humor to shed light on her experience of difference.

In the excerpt below, Nawaz describes her struggle as a child to fit in with the other kids — and the unlikely person who came to her aid.

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“Ummi, could you make me a sandwich, like the other kids?” I asked my mother as she wrapped curried chicken drumsticks in aluminium foil for my lunch.

My mother was the reason I was a social pariah. I would watch the other girls eat their neat little sandwiches while my lunch radiated smells like an onion-infused nuclear bomb. After lunch, all the kids at Fallingdale Elementary School went out for recess. The girls skipped rope while I sulked by the brick wall. My oily chicken legs were keeping me from assimilating. No one came near me because I was probably contagious. I wanted to be like Kathleen, with her long, shiny, blond hair, light, airy summer dresses and lunches that smelled like vanilla. Her hair, her clothes, her sandwich. I envied all three. Perhaps I could have one of them.

My poor mother sighed as she listened to my complaints.

“People look at me strangely when I eat those things,” I said, pointing. “No one wants to play with me because of my lunch.” I was a clumsy carnivore among graceful herbivores.

The next day I walked to school armed with my sandwich – white bread, peanut butter and jelly – which smelled like candy instead of cumin. It was the aroma of triumph. I waited anxiously for lunchtime, and when it came I looked over at Kathleen, sinking her teeth into a chocolate doughnut. This was it. It was about to happen. I would open my brown-paper bag, pull out my waxed-paper-wrapped sandwich and suddenly my world would change. I’d be at Kathleen’s house, and she’d let me comb her long blond hair while we talked about planning her ninth birthday party.

“What made you notice me?” I’d ask.

“The sandwich,” she’d say.

As I opened the aluminium-foil package – could my mother never be trained? – Kathleen turned and looked directly at my sandwich. It was working! Kathleen gave a little wave – to the cutest boy in our class, who was right behind me – before turning back to her shiny-haired friends. There wasn’t enough white bread in the world to make me fit in with white kids.

As I sat dejected and hungry (it turns out that curry drumsticks are much more filling than peanut butter) on the carpeted floor with my grade-three classmates, I contemplated my options. The sandwich didn’t work. The golden hair was out of the question. But maybe, just maybe, I could change my clothes. 

I looked different from the other girls. It wasn’t just because I was brown and had long braids. It was the way my mother dressed me. My clothes were odd. I looked over at Kathleen, who was wearing a miniskirt with a halter top. I was wearing brown cords with a matching corduroy shirt. She was the fairy princess and I was the ugly stepsister. But even ugly stepsisters could go shopping. If I could convince my mother to make me a sandwich, how hard could it be to convince her to let me wear a dress? I dragged my beleaguered mother to Kmart and found a white peasant minidress that fell to my knees. It was perfect.

The next morning I ditched the corduroy, put on my beautiful white dress and looked at myself in the mirror. My legs were a little cold, never having been exposed to that much air before, but I looked like a brown princess. My mother had become my fairy godmother, and as I grabbed my sandwich on my way out the door, my metamorphosis was complete.

“You’re not going out dressed like that,” my mother said, staring at my bare legs.

My mother was in traditional Pakistani clothes: the shalwar kameez, a long tunic with baggy trousers. To her, wearing a dress without trousers meant you were half naked, like forgetting to put on your shirt, going to school topless.

I dutifully returned upstairs and put on my cords under my dress. I looked in the mirror again. My fairy godmother was actually a fairy godmonster and had reversed the spell.

When I was five, hanging on to the ears of a giant red rubber ball, happily bouncing down the street in Liverpool, my father had called me over. “We are moving to Canada,” he said.

Now I was eight. I wanted to tell my parents that I didn’t fit in, but I realized they didn’t fit in either. They had left behind their entire lives to make a better one for their children. Being in Canada meant opportunities that a life in rural Pakistan or even in Liverpool couldn’t provide, and for that they were grateful. But I, their only daughter, who’d had no say and had been forced to leave behind, among other things, a giant red bouncy ball, was not grateful at all. I was ugly, and to me that was worse than being a starving child with maimed limbs in Karachi, Pakistan. In Brampton, Ontario, I was the only brown girl in my class.

When I came home for lunch, corduroy pants brushing noisily under my dress, I must have looked extra-sullen.

“Why are you here?” my mother asked. I pulled out the sandwich that had failed to fix everything that was wrong with my life and munched on it sadly. “I’d rather just eat at home.”

“What’s wrong?”

“The kids don’t like me. I have no friends.”

“Did someone tell you that?”

“No one says anything to me, Ummi,” I said. “It’s like I’m invisible.”

“You should try harder,” she said.

I did, I thought to myself. But someone made me wear trousers under my dress.

I knew that my mother’s childhood in Pakistan had been a happy time. Her family’s wealth meant she always dressed in the most fashionable clothes and was one of the most popular girls in her class. If anyone had had the power to be a bully, it was my mother. My father used to tell me that she had servants to wash and iron her clothes and get her ready in the morning. My mother would vehemently deny these stories as horrible exaggerations, but I noticed that every wool sweater of mine that she washed wound up a shrunken scrap of felt.

My mother regarded me, her ugly duckling.

“I’m coming to school with you.”

I looked up to where I thought God must live, thinking, Am I not suffering enough?

Surely if God could create an entire universe in seven epochs, erect mountains and fill oceans full of resplendent creatures, he could find a way to let me wear a dress without trousers. But no, in his limitless glory, God’s solution was to have my mother come to school with me. She was the mothership of uncoolness, and I had unwittingly unleashed her. I assumed I was being punished for complaining.

The playground was full of children, mostly girls with spaghetti-strap tops and short skirts that revealed snatches of brightly patterned underwear when they jumped rope. I could see the shock on my mother’s face. This was not going to help me shed the trousers from under my dress. She stopped in the middle of the playground, surveying the lie of the land with the authority of a general assessing the battlefield. She spotted the leader, Kathleen, my Kathleen, who was wielding the skipping rope.

“Excuse me,” said my mother. “Can my daughter play with you?”

Kathleen looked first at my mother and then at me. She was obviously confused by the sight of a sad, petulant child wearing a summer dress with brown corduroy trousers in the radiating heat, sporting braids that had gone out of style a hundred years ago, standing beside a large Pakistani woman in a long shirt and baggy pantaloons ballooning like sails in the wind. My mother looked like a pirate and I her oppressed first-mate. I mouthed a silent prayer: God, please kill me now.

“Sure, she can play,” said Kathleen, and handed me the rope so I could take over. My mother went home. I learned that until a girl tripped, the rope turners weren’t allowed back into the game, and today nobody was falling down. By a bizarre turn of events, Kathleen too had been freed from bondage.

It turns out that skipping rope in the playground was a meritocracy: so as long as my wrists still worked I was allowed into their circle, even if I was dressed for the wrong century. Apparently all I had to do was ask. God clearly works in mysterious ways.

The next week, as my mother packed my sandwich, I looked at her.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. “Do you want tuna instead of peanut butter?”

“Could you put the chicken drumsticks back into my lunch?” I asked. “I kinda miss them.”

This excerpt was taken from Laughing All The Way To The Mosque by Zarqa Nawaz, to be released in the U.S. in May by Virago Press.

Read more: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2016/04/25/zarqa-nawaz-laughing-all-the-way-to-the-mosque_n_9781472.html

Why are suicides among American women rising? | Jamieson Webster

A clinical psychologist reflects on the combination of cultural factors at play in this disturbing trend

Spring is in the air. A fervent energy is palpable. People are out and about, soaking up every splinter of sun in the streets. And yet, contrary to common sense, spring is the time of the year when we are most prone to suicide not winter, not when life feels the most bleak.

Perhaps it was fitting that we were greeted with sobering news from the CDC last week. After a decline in suicide in the United States prior to 1999, the rate is up more than 24% for all populations under the age of 75. Suicide, they report, is now one of the 10 leading causes of death. Given that suicide is often difficult to determine, these statistics may not reveal the full picture.

Many, rightfully, speculate that this has to do with changing economic conditions. Especially since the vulnerable age group isnt the elderly (whose rates of suicide have remained steady, even slightly decreasing) but in fact those between the age of 45 and 65. Namely, the middle aged who are the most severely affected by the vicissitudes of bankruptcy, job loss and foreclosure. Indeed, the greatest number of suicides in the United States historically took place during the great depression.

But there is something even more surprising and strange in this report. The suicide rate has increased for women in particular during this period of time, narrowing the gap in the suicide rate between men and women (men have always taken their lives more often than women). The suicide rate is up 63% for women aged 45-65 and up 200% for girls aged 10-14.

As well, it should be noted that while suicide by firearms and poisoning has declined, suicide by suffocation, usually hanging, increased, making one in four suicides in both men and women attributable to strangulation. Suicide by suffocation is more deliberate than suicide by poison, which is the usual method chosen by women.

What is making women feel so ill at ease today? I have worked with severely depressed and suicidal patients both in in-patient hospital settings and in private practice. Intimately sifting through the details of their lives and history can often give me an x-ray view of the broader cultural pressures that my patients face.

Many patients struggle in their role as women, something that has taken on a particular exigency because of drastic changes in gender dynamics. The women I see are often anxious and cannot reconcile ideas concerning work and family, what it is to be a successful woman and a mother, to say nothing of the demands of maintenance placed on their bodies. They are disappointed and they feel disappointing.

Professional life leaves to the side their desires for children, for family, for love. Women need to contend with a lack of child-care support and maternity leave, as well as male dominance in the workplace. Compounding this is the fact that being a sexual woman is still a series of confused and contradictory images of empowerment that smell of subjugation.

All of this leaves women incredibly vulnerable to shame, which is the outpost at the boundary of depression. These pressures and pains are not easily given voice by either the women or the young girls I see; I often have to pry them from around the edges of what they are saying.

Looking at the report, women are now the most at risk at the beginning and end of their biological cycle as women, namely just before puberty and during menopause. The opening onto sexuality, its spring awakening, and the fall of fertility are the transitional moments when women are increasingly taking their own lives. These are moments when the question of ones identity as a woman needs to be flexible, able to shift and mold itself with the changes that come with age.

The CDC speculates that the 200% increase in young girls taking their lives has something to do with the earlier onset of menstruation, and the susceptibility to depression that comes with puberty. Many women are fighting internal wars that we cannot see, except perhaps when they take their own life out of despair.

Perhaps here it is helpful to remember an image offered by Hippocrates to describe the first female psychological diagnosis: hysteria. The word comes from the Greek hystera, meaning womb. He described the condition as a wandering womb that would suffocate a woman from the inside.

This suffocation continues to this day. It emerges from the silent pain of women, all that they havent said or arent allowed to say.

In the US, the National Suicide Prevention Hotline is 1-800-273-8255. In the UK, the Samaritans can be contacted on 116 123. In Australia, the crisis support service Lifeline is on 13 11 14. Hotlines in other countries can be found here.

Read more: http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2016/apr/26/suicide-rate-rising-american-women-cdc-report

Tories vote against accepting 3,000 child refugees

The amendment to the immigration bill would have allowed thousands of unaccompanied Syrian minors to enter the UK

A high-profile campaign for the UK to accept 3,000 child refugees stranded in Europe has failed after the government narrowly won a vote in the House of Commons rejecting the plan.

MPs voted against the proposals by 294 to 276 on Monday after the Home Office persuaded most potential Tory rebels that it was doing enough to help child refugees in Syria and neighbouring countries.

The amendment to the immigration bill would have forced the government to accept 3,000 unaccompanied refugee minors, mostly from Syria, who have made their way to mainland Europe.

It originated in the House of Lords after being introduced by Alf Dubs, a Labour peer who was a beneficiary of the Kindertransport, the government-backed programme that took child refugees from Germany in the run-up to the second world war.

Following the vote, Labour vowed to continue its efforts to make the government change its mind, tabling a new amendment in the House of Lords asking it to accept a specified number of child refugees from Europe after consultation with local councils.

The Home Office successfully saw off the Dubs amendment in the Commons after arguing it would act as an incentive for refugees to make the dangerous Mediterranean crossing to Europe.

James Brokenshire, a Home Office minister, said the government could not support a policy that would inadvertently create a situation in which families see an advantage in sending children alone ahead and in the hands of traffickers, putting their lives at risk by attempting treacherous sea crossings to Europe which would be the worst of all outcomes.

The amendment was backed by Labour, the SNP and Liberal Democrats.

Keir Starmer, a shadow Home Office minister, said history would judge MPs for voting against the plan, saying it was the biggest refugee crisis in Europe since the second world war.

It is the challenge of our times and whether we rise to it or not will be the measure of us, Starmer said. We have the clear evidence of thousands of vulnerable children and we now need to act. This is the moment to do something about it, by voting with us this evening.

Only a handful of Conservative MPs voted in favour of accepting the child refugees. One of them, Tania Mathias, said accepting children at risk of harm in Europe was the right thing to do.

The vote effectively kills off the original Dubs amendment because ministers argued it had cost implications and therefore should be exempt from returning to the House of Lords, where it could have been reinstated.

John Bercow, the Speaker of the House of Commons, said he would write to parliaments procedure committee asking for a review of the way the financial privilege system works.

Dubs said the invoking of financial privilege in the House of Commons was shabby parliamentary tactics, meaning Labour peers have had to table alternative proposals.

Before the debate, he told the Guardian: My message to Conservative MPs is that in 1938-39, Britain took 10,000 child refugees from Germany, Austria and Czechoslovakia. We were in the lead then and we could take an important step now. The least we can do is say this is a small number and they should be welcome here.

Yvette Cooper, the chair of Labours taskforce on refugees and a former shadow home secretary, had urged Conservative MPs to take the chance to vote for the Dubs proposals.

After the debate, she said: It is deeply disappointing that the government has rejected the Dubs amendment – albeit with a reduced majority. Thousands of children are sleeping rough in Europe tonight, vulnerable to exploitation and abuse and Britain should not be turning its back. Alf Dubs will keep pressing this issue in the Lords as we must do our bit to help.

One teenage refugee from Syria, who met Cooper and Dubs for an event outside parliament, said the government was missing the point when it argued that child refugees were better helped in the region.

The minor, who cannot be named, travelled through 17 countries from Syria before reaching Calais and then the UK. Speaking through an interpreter, he said: Most of the children in the camps do have their families and parents with them but those stranded around Europe and in Calais are very vulnerable because other people could do something to them. That is the fundamental difference between the children in Europe and those in the camps.

At least 95,000 unaccompanied child refugees are estimated to have applied for asylum in Europe last year.

Europol, the EUs criminal intelligence agency, estimated in January that 10,000 children had gone missing after arriving in Europe, warning that many had been taken by criminal gangs.

The Home Office made an announcement last week about providing support for up to 3,000 child refugees from camps in the Middle East, but Save the Children and others said it was merely a repeat of an announcement of aid already promised and failed to offer any help to children already trapped in Europe.

The governments statement appears to have convinced some Conservatives who had expressed concerns about the issue, however, including backbench MP David Burrowes, who said he would vote with the government on Monday.

Read more: http://www.theguardian.com/world/2016/apr/25/tories-vote-against-accepting-3000-child-refugees

It’s All Easy by Gwyneth Paltrow digested read

John Crace juices Paltrows high-end recipe book down to a more nutritious 800 words

Phew! Made it. Sorry, Im a bit out of breath. Ive just rushed back from my morning pilates class to be with you. Even I can sometimes have trouble keeping things easy. My therapist says its to do with my Fomo. Thats fear of missing out to you. We live in a hectic world where it can be hard to keep up with all the latest yoga trends, source the best Vitamix blender, fit in a pedicure while still finding space for a little me time. And thats where this book comes in. Try to think of it as less of a recipe book and more of a road map. A book that can help you navigate the healing journey from Youseless You to Glorious Gwynnie.

First things first. If youre going to be Marvellous Me, then youre going to have to stock up on a few basics. A kitchen that is without kuru shoots, sumac and zaatar and an Aquaovo Raspberry water filter available at just $1,100 from my Goop website is never going to be an easy kitchen. And if you want to go that extra mile and say Today I really value myself, then allow yourself some toilet paper made out of 24-carat gold. Youll never let anything else near your botty again.

Breakfast is traditionally the first meal of the day, which is why I always like to eat it soon after I get up. As a busy mom trying to make healthy choices, the dish I get my staff to make for my kids before I rush out to my cardio class is a simple bowl of acai and goji berries, topped with chia seeds and some gluten-free granola. Heres a photograph of me in the kitchen trying to look as if I know what all the different gadgets are for. Cute. Heres another photo of me looking wistfully out the window. Please notice how my hair cascades over my baggy pastel sweater. The sweater is available from Goop at a very reasonable $41,999. The hair is all my own.

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Gwyneth Paltrow at a Goop event in Chicago this week. Photograph: Startraks Photo/Rex/Shutterstock

In a dream world this book for example Id eat every meal at a table with a cloth napkin and silver cutlery; in reality, Im often spreading almond butter on a rice cake while rushing from a mindfulness class to a soccer ball game. Here are some quick snacks that you can easily knock up in about 40 minutes. My favourite is the bibimbap salad, which will make any fan of kimchi and furikake swoon. Here is a photo of me posing by my bicycle, which has a lettuce and a peony in the wicker basket. Peonies always seem to make my day just that bit easier.

Everybody has a tricky time of day. Mine comes in the afternoon in the lull between conscious uncoupling and unconscious coupling. Its that time of the day when its hard to know if Im actually stressed, hungry or simply under-caffeinated, but my body craves something salty and carby. But then I count to 10 and say to myself: Gwynnie, do you really want to let yourself go and become a total lardo like so many of your readers? Or do you want to carry on being perfect? Sometimes, the route map to easiness involves taking the road less travelled and here are some recipes that make the ideal antidote to a blood sugar dip or a momentary lapse in focus.

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Gwyneth Paltrows Its All Easy

Beet chips. Pre-heat the oven to 325F. Grease two baking sheets lightly with olive oil. Use a mandolin to slice the beets. Place one set of beets in the top third of the oven and the other set in the lower third. After 10 minutes, reverse the position of the two sets of beets in the oven and cook for a further 10 minutes while reciting several verses of The Prophet. Then change into your tracksuit (I have several on sale on my Goop website at a knockdown $7,000,001) and jog down to your local delicatessen to buy some cilantro hummus. By the time you get back, it will be time for dinner. In the meantime, heres a picture of me next to a tin of sardines. Crazy.

At the end of another busy, busy day being a role model to stick insects the world over, Im ready for a little downtime. Time to take things even easier than I already have earlier in the day. Its that moment to settle down in front of the TV with a tablespoon of tamari, some Tokyo turnips and a gluten-free sprout souffl.

Digested read, digested: Its all about me.

Read more: http://www.theguardian.com/books/2016/apr/24/its-all-easy-by-gwyneth-paltrow-digested-read-goop

Speculation over Prince’s death baffles those who say the artist led a clean life

Friends, colleagues and locals who interacted with him regularly attest to a man who was healthy in his habits, amid rumors about the cause of his death

Healthy in his habits, tireless at work and an energetic creator who friends said avoided alcohol and drugs, Princes death has left investigators piecing together his final hours and mourners grappling with how the musicians life could have come to such a sudden end.

An autopsy was conducted Friday and the body of the musical legend was released to his family, but authorities said it could be weeks before results, pending the completion of a toxicology analysis.

Carver County sheriff Jim Olson said investigators found no indication of suicide, and there were no immediate signs of trauma. Investigators will review Princes medical history, including previous hospitalization and pharmaceutical records, Olson said.

Speculation surrounding Princes death has centered on a sudden cancellation of shows and a medical emergency on Princes private jet last week, en route to Minneapolis. An unconfirmed report from celebrity news site TMZ said the musician overdosed on a painkiller, prompting the flights diversion just an hour outside of his hometown. Olson and a public information officer for the medical examiner declined to comment on the incident.

New details emerged on Friday, however, about the hours leading up to the discovery of Princes body in an elevator shaft at Paisley Park, his residential compound located in the city of Chanhassen, about 20 miles from Minneapolis.

The last time Prince was seen alive was around 8pm Wednesday, when he was dropped off at Paisley Park by an acquaintance, Olson said. Prince is believed to have been alone throughout the night, he added. When Paisley Park staffers couldnt contact him early on Thursday, they went to the compound and found him unresponsive in an elevator on the first floor.

An unidentified male called 911 around 9.43am. Yes, the man said, its Prince.

First responders attempted CPR but failed, and Olson said his deputies are equipped with Narcan, an opiate antidote, but it was not used to try to revive Prince, who was pronounced dead at 10.07am.

For those who caught a glimpse of Prince in recent days, his unexpected death was made even more jarring. On Tuesday, he attended a show at the Dakota jazz club in Minneapolis, a venue he frequented enough to have a private table on the second floor, in a section that would be cordoned off by a curtain a testament to his assiduous privacy.

He was one of our eras greatest musical artists, perhaps the greatest, said Dakota owner Lowell Pickett. He was an international musical treasure whose combined talents only come along in many years.

Pickett said he recently told Prince how overjoyed he was to discover his poignant cover of a Joni Mitchell song, A Case of You. I told him how much we loved finding this song at home this winter and how beautiful it was, Pickett told the Guardian. He said it was so important to him to do justice to Joni Mitchell.

Dakota employees who saw Prince at the show on Tuesday said nothing appeared out of the ordinary with the superstar. He came and went as he always had before: through a side door and up the stairs to his table. On Thursday, a placard that read Rest In Peace Prince was placed on that table along with a purple orchid.

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Princes regular table at Dakota jazz Club, in Minneapolis, was adorned with roses to commemorate his death. Photograph: Ryan Felton for the Guardian

Prince had previously said he struggled with epilepsy as a child. In recent years, he dealt with hip problems that reportedly stemmed from a performance. Prince was a committed vegan, and his cousin Chazz Smith said this week that he avoided alcohol and drugs throughout his life.

I can tell you this: what I know is that he was perfectly healthy, Smith told the Associated Press.

Heather McElhatton, a journalist who worked as a set director for Paisley Park video shoots during the 1990s, said Prince had limitless energy and that she never saw him drink or do drugs.

He could shoot for two days straight, without getting tired, it seems, she said. I never saw him eat, like physically eat, anything in 10 years never saw him drink.

In and around his hometown, the music icon was spotted numerous times in public only a day after the emergency flight landing. Last Saturday, Prince stopped by a record store in Minneapolis called Electric Fetus, a shop he highlighted in his last tweet on Monday.

Bob Fuchs, the stores manager, said Prince was dressed head to toe in black and looked normal to me. He shopped for about 15-20 minutes and purchased about a half dozen CDs, Fuchs said, adding that he shook the musicians hand and told him thank you for your support. Prince smiled back: Youre welcome.

He was dressed really nice, Fuchs said. I wouldnt have guessed anything was wrong.

It was pretty low key, he continued. None of us wouldve suspected anything based on the interaction we had.

That afternoon, Prince was spotted riding his bike near a suburban strip mall outside of Paisley Park. In a salon there Julie Reid, 47, was getting a haircut when he rode by. She rushed out the door in hair foils. Prince waved.

Next door, he waited outside for a friend to order a drink from Caribou Coffee, employees said. In perhaps one of his few indulgences, Prince occasionally ordered a coffee from the shop, according to a barista, Alya Al-Hilwani. He preferred a blend: a chocolate cooler, no whipped cream.

Reid said she later posted a photo of him casually riding the bike on Facebook, and wrote: Prince sighting?

Everyone was like: Wait, isnt he sick? she said. Well, clearly he was feeling better.

Read more: http://www.theguardian.com/music/2016/apr/23/prince-death-rumors-drugs-alcohol

Bernard Madoff Fast Facts

(CNN)Here’s a look at the life of Bernard Madoff, serving 150 years in prison for running a multi-billion dollar Ponzi scheme.

Personal:
Birth date:
April 29, 1938
Birth place: Queens, New York
    Birth name: Bernard Lawrence Madoff
    Father: Ralph Madoff
    Mother: Sylvia (Muntner) Madoff
    Marriage: Ruth (Alpern) Madoff (November 1959-present)
    Children: Andrew, Mark
    Education: Hofstra University, B.A. Political Science, 1960
    Other Facts:
    Started his firm with $5,000 he saved from working as a lifeguard.
    Madoff served as NASDAQ’s chairman in 1990, 1991, and 1993.
    Had many high-profile victims, including director Steven Spielberg, actors Kevin Bacon and Kyra Sedgwick, and New York Mets owner Fred Wilpon.
    In 2008, Madoff controlled billions in investments. In 2013, he earned $40 per month doing prison labor.
    Timeline:
    1960
    Bernard L. Madoff Investment Securities is founded.
    December 10, 2008 Bernard Madoff allegedly confesses to employees of his company that the asset management portion of his firm is actually a large Ponzi scheme. Madoff says the business had lost about $50 billion and that he plans to turn himself in to authorities in a week.
    December 11, 2008 Madoff is arrested on one count of securities fraud for allegedly operating a multibillion-dollar Ponzi scheme from his investment advisory business. He is released on $10 million bail.
    December 12, 2008 A federal court in Manhattan issues a temporary order freezing Madoff’s assets and appointing a receiver over him and his firm.
    December 17, 2008 Madoff is placed on house arrest. Several bids by prosecutors to jail Madoff are denied by the court.
    February 9, 2009 The SEC and Madoff reach a partial settlement agreement. Under the terms of the deal, Madoff will keep a previously reached agreement to freeze his assets and not to violate any other securities laws. This is separate from the criminal charge Madoff faces.
    March 12, 2009 Madoff pleads guilty to eleven felony charges including: money laundering, perjury, false filings with the SEC and fraud. There is no deal with the government associated with the guilty plea.
    — U.S. District Court Judge Denny Chin orders Madoff to Metropolitan Correctional Center following his confession.
    March 20, 2009 – An appeals court rules that Madoff will remain in jail until sentencing.
    April 1, 2009 Federal marshals seize Madoff’s yacht, a smaller boat, and one of his homes in Florida as court-ordered seizures of the financier’s assets begin.
    July 14, 2009 Madoff arrives at Butner Federal Correction Complex in North Carolina to begin serving his sentence.
    October 2, 2009 – A $199 million lawsuit is filed against Madoff’s sons, his brother Peter Madoff and his niece Shana Madoff, who all worked at Madoff’s firm.
    December 11, 2010 Mark Madoff, 46, commits suicide in his Manhattan apartment.
    February 15, 2011 – In an interview from prison, Madoff tells a New York Times reporter that some banks and hedge funds “had to know.”
    June 4, 2011 – Final auction of personal property belonging to Madoff nets $500,000. To date, the total recovery from the Madoffs has been approximately $24 million in property sales and $80 million in cash assets.

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    September 20, 2012 – Trustee Irving Picard announces that victims of Madoff’s Ponzi scheme will receive another $2.5 billion in reimbursement of their stolen funds. This brings the total amount returned to investors to $3.6 billion. Approximately half of the victims have been repaid.
    January 22, 1014 – CNBC reports receiving an email from Madoff in which he says he had a heart attack in December of 2013 and that he has stage 4 kidney disease.
    March 25, 2014 – Trustee Irving Picard announces plans to pay out an additional $349 million to Madoff’s victims. Approximately $9.8 billion has been recovered so far.
    September 3, 2014 – Son Andrew, Madoff’s last surviving child, dies of cancer at age 48.
    February 2015 – Another $355 million in recovered funds is distributed to Madoff’s victims. Approximately $10.5 billion has been recovered so far.
    February 1, 2016 – Trustees announce that more than $11.079 billion of the $17.5 billion in principle investment has been recovered to date.

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