I ain’t got time for much these days, I’m busy as hell trying to square away 2011 like everyone else. And when I mean I’m busy I am mean I AM BUSY!! But I’m never too busy to check out my people’s when they’re doing something awesome and there was no way in Hell I would have missed Max’s pop-up

This Saturday, October 29th, I’ll be in Union NJ at the Barrister Smoke shop hosting @Steelsouls event. At our last event, I was whisked into the center of the floor before I could even get my coat off. I’ll have a special announcement to make and will be on hand to discuss the difficulties that comes along with running a small business and what steps

I love art and there are so many amazing artists out here but the pickings are slim when it comes to opportunities to show that art work off. Luckily, Bombay is now running a promotional series of artists to be featured in the Rush Art Gallery during the 2012 year. That sounds good enough for me, so with that being

I’m almost hesitant about putting you down on this dude.  For so many reasons, I’ve just straight turned into his number one fan club member, and not simply because I’m a shallow bitch and he’s a fine ass native american-black man. It’s complicated being me, kids. *blank stare* First of all, how many men must I run through before I find one

Lucky for me I’m surrounded by people that care enough about me that they immediately passed off a coveted Google Plus invitation. I hadn’t yet received an invitation and I had a busy month of events and parties to attend so it wasn’t too hard to pretend like I didn’t care about the many, many, many articles flashing past my

Infamy: A Graffiti Film is a documentary that chronicles the lives of several graffiti artists across the country. Graffiti has long been a symbol tool of public dissent and anarchy spanning back to the ancient societies of Greece and Imperial Rome. Most modern countries consider graffiti to be an act of vandalism since graffiti is often created by defacing private property though

I wasn’t actually planning on attending a Hip Hop show but since I follow my nose and my brand new Blackberry I just go where the GPS signal leads me. Never the less, I was with the person who I’m not actually with due to technical difficulties and privacy rights. As we’re walking we witness a car hit a biker

So much going on last night; where do I start? That I ended up leaving late and then ended up arriving in Harlem late thanks to (me) MTA! That I dashed into LB’s crib and toss my things one way and kinda sorta make small talk with him so I don’t feel like I’m using his house as a hotel

I’m so friggin stoked about tonight! I RSVP’d this event the moment I got the invite in my Gmail, baby! This will be my third IDNY Meet Up hosted by the guys over at Designer Pages. The entire lot of them are not only charming, friendly and absolutely geek girl eye candy but their business is gearing up to go

I don’t know at what point I began to realize that I didn’t love corporate America as much as I thought I would. It was like saving to get to some legendary vacation destination (Jersey Shore!) only to get robbed of all of your money the very first evening of your vacation. The bloated and loopy rules, the blind value