This is passion. The gaze that falls upon you at first glance of your future. It's the way your eyes glisten and begin to tear at what's to come — as you stare into the eyes of your pursuit, both nervously and anxiously. It's the sweaty palms and the fluttering heartbeat. The feeling of sheer excitement and the reservations that hold you back from...
67 people. 67 black women and men, on a Thursday night in New Haven, CT showed up for my first DEAR QUEENS event. This is purpose. This is God. I am grateful. "SAVE THE DATE [New Haven, Ct]" is what I captioned my first event image with. The photo displayed a date, time and a tip to add it to the calendar. February...
This. This event. This planning. This promotion. This entire thing. I thought it all to myself after posting yet another event flyer on my Instagram page. After tracking the likes and shares on Facebook. After logging in to see ticket sales on Eventbrite. After debating whether to create a last minute promo video or to buy a few more sponsored post slots. I can't...