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I like the window seat. I like to stare out of it and daydream. I do it riding passenger in the car, I do it on the bus. If I seem like I'm not listening to you in a conversation, I am, I promise, I'm...

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...

The morning after the Jay-T (creatively coined by Arianna) concert, I woke up refreshed and ready for a trip to the beach with the girls. I think it's important for you to know that my life lately is a bunch of little trips to the...

"Is it that hot out or is that grease on your face?" My not-so-tactful Fresh & Co salad dude asked me as I waited in line to get my greenery chopped. Yall, is this a New York thing? I had never had a salad chopped before...

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...

Before I moved to New York, but after I started Channing in the City, whenever Jay Z's (who recently dropped the hyphen from his name) "Empire State of Mind" came on, I would turn it up. Like, to ignant (yes, ignant) levels. I would purposely...

"Thank you for calling the New York Times, please say the name of the person you are calling," a deep voice said on the other end of the phone. I said the name before realizing that I wasn't taking to a real person but a...

Y'all. This heat is no joke. It's bringing out the worst in people. But also the very best. And just when I fix my mouth to complain, God tells me several different times to shut the eff up. I had a pretty long day yesterday. Long...