Brooklyn Boy Tag

“Have you been writing?” As annoying as it is, I’m always grateful when Allan or Yasmein ask me that. “I know you have pictures and you always have a story… so, what’s the problem?” Allan, not allowing me to make excuses about writer’s block. “I know, honey, but...

I love this city, I hate it sometimes, too. In an effort to keep track of my feelings about the Big Apple during my time here I try my best to chronicle them in a letter to this crazy place. Welcome to Dear New York–a series posted...

I can’t hang. I mean, I can. But not the way I used to. On Friday I went to dinner with my girlfriends. A catch up session that turned into us closing the restaurant down (if I recall, correctly). The drinks were two for one. And by that I...

My brother’s girlfriend called me a bougie b*tch. That isn’t the story here. Ain’t got sh*t to do with this, but I just thought that I should mention.    “There is a lot of beauty in this city,” Allan said. “As you know, and now, I think you’re...

  I remember asking Bill Cunningham’s muse Tziporah Salmon about developing her eye for fashion. She paused for a minute, and then said, “you know, you’re a writer, so you read writing that inspires you. You delve into the craft as a consumer, a fan, which may...

My boyfriend talked through Selena once. If you know me, you know what a problem this is. Imagine your song comes on and someone insists on talking through your favorite part. That's how I felt. The whole movie.  Don't worry, he won't know that I'm telling you this. He sensed...

Over drinks the other night, my friends and I were talking about whether we believed in fate. I do. I think that everything that happens is leading up to something. It all will make sense in the end if you trust the process. Take me and _____. We met...

By now I'm sure you've seen the video of  walking through an airport in New York. He's returning home presumably to get ready for his Adidas release and not-so-secret something taking place presentation during New York Fashion Week. As he's walking, a photographer is peppering him with questions. Are you...

If we're to believe the New York Times, falling in love is as simple as answering 37 questions and then making direct eye contact. I read an article stating such in bed early one Monday (after hitting snooze twice) and decided that I believed it. While I...

I hated for a minute that I got caught up in the hype of starting a New Year and the subsequent New Year, New Me attitude that follows. You guys know I take stock in my life, evaluating what can enter a new year with me...