It is moments like this when I really wish I could type emojis on my blog... I'm working on it. But in the meanwhile *heart eyes emoji* *heart eyes emoji*...
I've written before about how I'm not an IG perfect snapback mom. My journey back to my pre-pregnancy has been treacherous and filled with stretch pants. I'm on somewhat of...
Yesterday I wrote a post about why I no longer panic or care about 'The Dating Patterns of The Black American Man.' Blame it on my babies or my businesses,...
The Bed Stuy YMCA is my happy place. It looks deceptively small on the outside but inside houses a swimming pool, weight room, several dance/workout rooms and a pretty impressive...
Since I started whipping butters as a side (and increasingly main) hustle in late 2014, the progress has been pretty incredible and, in many ways, this year has felt like...
I said I was coming back to blogging and then I disappeared again. Well this time I'm back for good (seriously) plus I was gone for a good reason. Selling...
Guys. If you had walked up to me when I was six and said, 'One day you will whip butters for a living.' I would have said... Well actually I...
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