“Man of the hour” took on a new meaning for Kobe Bryant last month. The franchise player clocked in as the new brand ambassador for the horologists at Hublot and reeled in the company’s role as the official timekeeper of the Los Angeles Lakers. If that weren’t enough, the timely union was calibrated to the tune of $25,200 with what Hublot has knighted the King Power Black Mamba.
Miu Miu is in its second year of The Women’s Tales, an initiative that showcases talent in silent films wearing none other than brand clothing, of course. Continue reading
There are no rules about what you can and can’t do anymore…Women are more empowered than they’ve ever been.
Last week, an email popped into my inbox from the good folks at Do Something. The largest non-profit in the nation was hitting inboxes in a grassroots effort to take its latest message viral. But unlike the memo on the organization’s site, this new agenda had nothing to do with members kicking ass against homelessness, bullying, cancer, and the like. Instead, it was rooted in a Brooklyn beat maker’s bass-heavy track that gave way to a new age Harlem Shake. Continue reading
I’d like to consider myself a loyal person. Although I’d never wear Beyoncé‘s House of Dereon — ever — I’ll still defend her greatness amongst a groups of those who bash her greatness. While Twitter went rampant with disses to Frank Ocean after his debut Grammy performance, I made sure to assert that he’s never been a Marvin Gaye with the vocals, but his music itself it still just that great. But when it came to J. Cole, something shifted ever so lightly… until this.
On this very day, at this very moment, who could possibly be bigger than Beyoncé? A presidential inauguration, a Superbowl halftime performance, another world tour, a headlining gig at the annual Essence Music Festival, an album on the way, a 17th Grammy, that VOGUE magazine cover, an Oprah Winfrey interview, and of course, that HBO documentary. For the 31-year-old superstar — and my fellow Texan — “Life is But a Dream.” And aptly so, one of the poshest publications across the pond is getting the Mrs. Carter cover girl treatment. Enter Beyoncé The Gentlewoman. Continue reading