You know what I love about New Orleans? The energy. Much like New York, there’s electricity in the air that fuels the city. You can feel it in the people you meet, your conversations, and…
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I’m a vodka and tequila type of girl. But when I received an invitation to the Fall Cognac Crawl New York led by Franky Marshall of Le Bedoir, I couldn’t resist. I’ve always thought of…
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You should see my apartment before my love and I head out for a date. Balled up shirts and drawers from my jewelry box clutter his side of the bed. His sneaker boxes teeter in…
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It’s funny how time changes your mind. A couple of years ago, I was set on living in New York City. I told my love I was going to come and figure it out. TBH,…
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In high school, one of my closest friends was a quarter Japanese. Looking at him, you couldn’t tell. He looked like a lanky (after an insane growth spurt) black boy. And for a long time,…
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You might go into Pompette Wines & Spirits for a sweet red, but you’ll leave with much more than vino. My first time at the Harlem back store, I was scouting it with Channing for…
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