On occasional Wednesdays in my infinitesimal section of digital real estate, I share a few things that brought me joy … More
My dream has long been that one of my sojourns would turn into a Terry McMillan (How Stella Got Her … More
I’m a creature of habit. I like to order the same things from menus and I make the same mistake … More
I must have flowers. Always and always. Claude Monet At my grandmother’s funeral, the floral arrangements were amazing – both … More
I have been fortunate to visit some of the world’s best museums, such as the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, the Reina Sofia in Madrid, the Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam, and the Louvre in Paris. As a charter donor (albeit at the very low end), I had anxiously awaited the September opening of the newest Smithsonian addition, the National Museum of African American History and Culture.
The museum is everything I thought it would be. There are high-profile pieces to see, such as Emmett Till’s casket, Nat Turner’s Bible, Harriet Tubman’s shawl, Chuck Berry’s red Cadillac, Muhammad Ali’s gloves and more.
It’s 8:30 p.m. on a cold Friday night in January. I’m at the gym. My trainer is demonstrating a series … More