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 to. His outfits for...
Hey NuYawk, Can you believe that I've almost been here a year? A whole year? A lot has happened. I've changed a lot. For the better, mostly. I can tell when I catch myself doing this weird thing, sometimes. I use New York City landmarks or even, regular...
Y'all. There is something that I am struggling with...
If we're being truthful, and we are, I haven't really been as on it as I used to be pre-New York when it comes to my nails. I could give you a whole bunch of excuses but I won't. I remember when I complained in front...
For all the talking that I do--I mean, I could literally never stop--I think I'm pretty private. There is a difference between being friendly and chatty and just telling everyone your business. It's something that I struggle with, even on this blog. I constantly ask...
Tyson Chandler hangs out in my neighborhood. I saw a tiny woman hop out of all black chauffeured SUV and he unfolded himself into the street after her. The woman with a Louis Vuitton Neverfull in Mono on her shoulder, who wasn't his wife, made her...
"What direction are you walking in? North or south?," my Brooklyn Boy asked me. "What kind of question is that? Who knows that sort of thing?" "What do you see? Can you see Manhattan?" "Well, I'm short and there are tall buildings sooo...
Y'all. June Ambrose complimented me. I almost wanted to fall out. And Donna Karan stopped to let me interview her when I called her name. I felt like a legit journalist. I woke up on a Saturday at 6:00am to shower, get dressed and make it...
I can count on one hand all the times I've been to Brooklyn and each of those times was with a plan in motion. I've never had the time--or a tour guide--to show me Biggie's borough. That all changed Sunday afternoon when I accepted an invitation...