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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...

I remember when me and Brooklyn Boy first broke up, two things initially made it really hard. One, I didn’t know what to do with my Saturday mornings. And two, he had the best chicken spots. Now that I’m in my own apartment, Saturday mornings are the best....

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...

‘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?” I hate...

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...

A story about love lost. Specifically, the things I didn't buy that haunt me. One thing in particular: the Kate Spade Shanghai Takeout bag. A very much appropriate story, considering, we met a year ago, during last February's New York Fashion Week. The first time I saw the Kate Spade's bag resembling...

I really get overwhelmed sometimes trying to stay on trop of things with my jobs, mentee and all the while plugging away on passion project--my blog. I would love just five minutes to myself (word to #85 ) without having to answer to someone or being required...

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...