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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 monthly on the anniversary of the date I moved here.  Stop the Street Harassment "You're really beautiful," my on-camera coach told me as I washed my hands after using the restroom. Our eyes met in the mirror as she finished, "but you must know that." She continued on--stay with me, asking, "where are you from? New York?" "The men must love you there," she said, sure of herself. Here's the thing, my darling New York. As she said this, I couldn't help but make a face. I lightly touched on this before with you. Perhaps, my tone came across like I was joking. I wasn't. I'm serious. Leave me alone. And, shut up.
22 July, 2014 /

Here on The City, we are all about cultivating personal style, luckily, we can look to some of our favorite celebrities for a few style lessons. The older I get, the more I am drawn to women who make their own rules. Whether it's the way...

17 July, 2014 /
 How to wear a DKNY cozy

One of the first writers that I was ever drawn to, fashion-wise, was Zandile Blay. She was the market editor at Paper magazine, Style & Culture columnist for the Huffington Post and then became the fashion editor at Essence.com before leaving for Nigeria to become Editor-in-Chief at Hello! Nigeria. She's back stateside now, working as a fashion/beauty journalism professor at Syracuse University and Editor-at-Large of Scene magazine.

I say all that to say, I was taken with her. The way that her words came alive on my screen. She starred in a Coach campaign. The way her clothing was so magnetic. Her jumbo quilted Chanel. She was brown and fashion writer. Most importantly, she was accessible. 23-year-old me was a goner.

16 July, 2014 /

A couple months ago, I got an email from DeBorah with the subject line Hair Secrets. I'm not going to lie, I was prepared to feel embarrassed before I even read her email. I was ashamed that I still don't know how to master doing my...

15 July, 2014 /

I landed in New York City at 6:00 a.m. on Friday morning. On the cab ride from John F. Kennedy International Airport, my driver thought it would be appropriate to talk on the phone, using bluetooth, through the speakers of the car. I heard the entire,...

11 July, 2014 /

I don't have time to drop off my laundry. I don't have time to Tweet. I don't have time to go grocery shopping. I don't have time...

07 July, 2014 /

True Life: I am a Hairy Beast. We're about to get really personal here. So, you know, don't read if you're not interested in my grooming habits. It isn't just the hair on my head that controls my life--oh, boo, typical brown woman scheduling her life around her...

30 June, 2014 /

I did the unthinkable the other day after too much champagne. I mean, I knew it was coming. The first time I saw her, I just knew. Add in the bubbles and I was a goner. I felt like I had dreamed about this moment long before my...

16 June, 2014 /
You guise. I'm an "adult" now. I put that in quotes because I don't feel like one. I mean, of course there are days when work feels like work, I want my mother's cooking, or for us to get our hair done together. Heck, I just wish she lived here. But technically, I am an adult. I pay rent on time.
12 June, 2014 /
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