The opportunity to tell anyone to have a stadium of seats via a global platform is like a dream come true.
I've been waiting my entire NYC life (10 years!) for an official private cabana invite to the Governor's Ball. (Thanks Dove!) I was not, however, looking forward to breaking out my rain boots.
"The (super) messed up part that I probably shouldn't tell anyone is that I am mortified that I'm making another white child who may or may not grow up to be a bigot."
I never realized how important a father really is until I had my own (fatherless) child.
"I need a baby fix."
I seriously can not stop applying these lip glosses and this eye shadow palette is just way too good.
There's blonde...and then there's Beyoncé blonde.
Because babies really aren't that much work.