This is for my members only who value their cards like Oscars. This is not about collard greens or neck bones. Even if  you get your food from Mc.Donalds–I ain’t mad at yall, cause I’ll smack a Quarter Pounder right in your face. But this round I’m comin through Soho huntin–and I’m frontin…

London, Paris, to me Soho House New York was next; a private members’ club and hotel in Manhattan’s Meatpacking District. The Ground Floor is where members have their cards verified by reception and hotel guest’s check-in. Elevators take members and guests up to the House. The Roof is home to a heated pool, bar, kitchen and fine dining and lounging spaces–you can even swim in a pool with a money waterfall–or were those the guest who laid side the pool? I had to get up out the sun before my skin changed. Lunch with Vibe and GIANT magazines former editor-in-chief Emil Wilbekin & Epiphany Media‘s Coltrane as I discussed my personal woes–I even have those “what am I suppose to be doing moments” too, I just have a bigger counsel committee.

Me enjoying a nice chicken club

Mr. Wilbekin the shrimp salad

And Coltrane is givin that “gettin money smirk“–call him cause he knows how to throw a party.

I don’t wanna give away too much, I’ll let you experience the rest.

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