It might surprise you to encounter a group of BBP in the wild, donned in pastel jeans, J. Crew maxi dresses, and delicate beards, taking mean mug selfies and holding impromptu twerk contests.
The day party -- a thinly-veiled excuse to drink all day long -- is the Bougie Black Person's shrewdest invention.
Concrete and distilled "intellectual" WP is as elusive as a fart in a cyclone. You don't know exactly where it came from. But you can smell it.
You do have to wonder why the answer to "Who's the next big thing in rap?" often seems to be "a rapper who can't actually rap."
Look. I'd be lying if I said I heard of Michele Roberts, new head of the National Basketball Player...
Aside from a few memes and a couple thinkpieces, the only controversy around this controversial cover is that there's no controversy. We came, we saw Nicki Minaj's ass, and we shrugged.
Don't fret too much about the NFL's apathy towards women, because women are far from the bottom of the NFL's totem pole.
There's no other time you'll have people from all corners of your life in one place. Well, maybe your funeral. But that doesn't count, cause you won't be there.
There's no one who can drop a hot 16 and do what Drake did last night, as he owned the ESPYs by vacillating between witty, funny, clever, mean, charming, self-deprecating, corny, and creepy.
This concept of an increased awareness and self-consciousness is one that many of us (myself included) often fail to think about when comparing the world women inhabit to the one men do.
Sure someone has made a much better/smarter point about this, but I can't think of an athlete more in control of...everything they do, and more willing/able to exert that control than Lebron James.
People keep asking if I'm nervous my single days are ending. I don't have the heart to tell them the truth. ("No. Not at all.")
I can't imagine spending my life with someone who doesn't appreciate the same ironies, references, and inside jokes I do. And yes, this makes a diehard Seinfeld fan and a person who thought Seinfeld sucked incompatible.
Solange isn't one of your cousins. Because if she were, her first official public statement about her fight with Jay Z would have been much, much different.
The angst over a White artist's popularity in this space minimizes the ubiquity and amorphousness of hip-hop culture. Hip-hop is big as fuck. So big that there's space for White visitors. Even rude ones.