What I’m Working On
Forgive me for the radio silence. Apple hates me and all my devices. Where is all my memory?! Uh! Anyway...
Forgive me for the radio silence. Apple hates me and all my devices. Where is all my memory?! Uh! Anyway...
I can’t hang. I mean, I can. But not the way I used to. On Friday I went to dinner with my girlfriends. A catch up session that turned into us closing the restaurant down (if I recall, correctly). The drinks were two for one. And by that I...
Theres been all this talk online that there is too much diversity on TV. The few scripted dramas that are centered around the lives of brown people are, now, considered #tewmuch. I like seeing my image on TV. And it makes me think about the kind of content...
Sometimes, I’m champagne, and others, I’m Hennessy.* Specifically, Veuve Clicquot at the Ritz Carlton, for what appears to be an annual gathering for a belated birthday celebration. Together, my girls, my mom and her other favorite girl—Ms. Cynthia—came together for a sophisticated outing that brought tea, tears,...
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...
My brother’s girlfriend called me a bougie b*tch. That isn’t the story here. Ain’t got sh*t to do with this, but I just thought that I should mention. “There is a lot of beauty in this city,” Allan said. “As you know, and now, I think you’re...
I have a favorite train conductor. He’s usual on an older 6 train. The ones that are typically annoying during rush hour. They’re smaller than the newer ones and the spacing is weird so everyone ends up crowding by the door, which makes it hard for people...
When I first was laid off, I doubted who I was a writer, a blogger, and I wasnt sure what I was doing with this site. Ive had a vision for it and now seemed like the perfect time to bring that to life. But was...
I hate horoscopes. I never know if something I’m experiencing is because of a seed planted by some weekly “reading.” Maybe, I was going to have a great day, then I read I was going to have a bad one, not to spend any money, so...
“If you want to to be an artist, and you want to do and live off your art, then you have to take a stab at it, and paint in the best city in the world, which is New York as far as I’m concerned.” Graffiti...