When I first started going out with Yeelen, he told me that I touched his hair like a white girl.
It took several episodes of Sopranos, but here he is after I braided his hair for the first time.
Now, take your tender headed self and try and tell me I’m on some white girl shit, babe.
After the funeral, we went back to Indy’s house to unwind. In the kitchen, while hunting for comfort food, I asked if I could take her portrait. “I’m all cried out,” she replied.
She let me take her picture, anyway.
Love and hate, a preview of Manacio Clothing’s Summer ad campaign. Afterward, Randy balanced the crews’ karma by stuffing money in this man’s hand.
In my attempt to blog on a daily basis, I’m sharing this shot of Alexa Von Kickinface that slipped through the cracks of Tumblr.