
Eight years ago in college, I started a fashion magazine. Details of how that came to happen could fill a lengthy novel, and perhaps one day they will. Or maybe it’ll be a coffee table book. Hmmmmmm. Well, either way, … Continue reading
Eight years ago in college, I started a fashion magazine. Details of how that came to happen could fill a lengthy novel, and perhaps one day they will. Or maybe it’ll be a coffee table book. Hmmmmmm. Well, either way, … Continue reading
SPOILER ALERT: I’m about to show you something reeeeally trippy! Okay, I actually didn’t spoil it because I haven’t shown you anything yet. But just you wait. I’m making you read first. Soo… right before all the chaos struck about … Continue reading
So, I started wearing an afro recently. It all began with my company’s two-year anniversary party two weeks ago. The theme: Studio 54. Think Andy Warhol. Bianca and Mick. Diana Ross. Party favors. Expectations for my disco outfit were astronomically high, … Continue reading