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05 Jan Leave a Trail of Sequins
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...
17 Dec Baring It All
Kay. So I may or may not be kiiiiind-of dating this guy. I find him handsome, smart, kind, important, hilarious, intimidatingly well-dressed and I hate to say this about men of color, but, articulate. Here’s the thing. He’s a little different than what I’m used...
12 Dec She Just Wanna Have a Good Day
It’s about that time for me, when I decide what I’m bringing with me into the new year. December is a very cleansing month for me. I try my best to let of anything that is no longer serving me (clothing, shoes, people, clutter in...
09 Dec Why Don’t You… Wear Novelty Tights?
‘Why Don’t You’ is my weekly tribute to legendary editor Diana Vreeland who penned a column of the same name for Harper’s Bazaar for 26 years begging, “Don’t just be your ordinary dull self. Why don’t you be ingenious and make yourself into something else?” It’s...
02 Dec Why Don’t You… Wear Coordinate Jewelry?
‘Why Don’t You’ is my weekly tribute to legendary editor Diana Vreeland who penned a column of the same name for Harper’s Bazaar for 26 years begging, “Don’t just be your ordinary dull self. Why don’t you be ingenious and make yourself into something else?” Although...
21 Nov At Home with Christian Louboutin
I can’t remember why I took these pictures, but I was reading an old issue of Lucky magazine and cover girl Zooey Deschanel said something that reminded me of, well, me. “There’s this picture of me that I wish I could find,” she said. “I would...
17 Nov Hashtag Blessed in Combat Boots
I met with my Girls Write Now mentee on Sunday. She has a Scholastic essay competition that we’re getting ready for. We decided to combine two of our first prompts together to create a short story. When we were paired together at the start of...
05 Nov I Was Laid Off—and I Didn’t Die
Saturday will make it exactly three months since I was laid off. I’m not saying it for pity or sympathy. I’m okay. Really, I promise. In this really weird way, I’ve become whom I wanted to be when I first moved to New York City....