Truthfully, I liked the majority of the photos that my coworker took for me that one time I ventured to Harlem for brunch.
But I don't have anything to say worthy of a blog post to go with them.
If I’m being honest, New York kicked me in my *ss last week in a major way.
My mother came up from Pennsylvania on Friday to see with her own eyes that I was okay. I don’t care that I’m 27 and I needed my mom. And I don’t care if you know that, either.
Courtesy of Naseya at The Seventh District and her ImRedy campaign. ImRedy started out as a fun experiment with her girls to embrace the versatility of MAC's Ruby Woo lipstick but has since turned into a movement. Naseya admits that she is a Beyonce stan and ImRedy comes from B's...