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Feels funny posting this photo considering the spring time heat wave that we are experiencing in the Midwest. But, I will not be fooled! I fully expect it to snow at least once more before April 4th. Mark my words! Anyhow, I bumped into Scottie Walden at Lincoln Center last month as she casually strolled […]

Needed some new shots of myself (because I’m a narcissist) and I’m happy that Cousin Dee was able to capture me doing my signature Ebony Man stance(s). And I’m never a fan of B&W photos of myself but I figured that I should switch it up here. After all, I am a style icon!

It’s not often that you get to see a statuesque Tanzanian beauty strolling around NY waiting for a close up so I was lucky to bump into model, Miriam Odemba recently. I attempted to talk to her but her manager/sister said, “I do the talking for Miriam.”  I was like damn, really? Never mind then. […]

This afternoon, I was out shopping for a few items for a dinner party that I’m hosting this weekend when I get a text from my Los Angeles boo, Asia Willis. I wipe my iPhone on my pants before I read the message (because it was super greasy but that’s another story). She said “You […]

Everybody knows that my favorite look includes tight cheap jeans, sports coat, neck accessory & fine church shoes…. And no, my bag is not from China Town…. I’m just saying. A scene from Fashion Week, captured by Cousin Dee…. She really needs to get a damn blog or website or something….

The one corner that makes me smile. Vintage. Contemporary. Traditional. Focused.

I made it back home safely from New York & survived another Mercedes Benz Fashion Week!!!! I arrived in the city with a twisted ankle (again) & suffered for a few days then everything was all good. This damned ankle of mine. There was no drama in the pits, had no fights & met some […]

I have completed 2 days of fashion shows around New York and Im asking myself, what did I get myself into. Feet hurting. Back hurting. Tired of running up & down subways stairs carrying a 60 pound bag. Tired of waiting in line. Tired of standing. Tired of looking at janky ass fashion wanna bees. […]

For me, New York city is like a drug. It makes you feel good. It makes you forget about your troubles. It makes you feel sexy. It makes you feel invincible. When I’m there, I see me. The people all see me. We are all looking at the same thing. And then the trip is […]

She had a serious throwback look going on. Reminded me of some Audrey Hepburn type stuff kind of, sort of, not really…. Check here to view more of my NYC Analog Street Portrait series.