hope you hydrated through st. patrick’s day. i’m about to go over to the school of social work at hunter college to teach a hip hop yoga class.
hip hop yoga: i didn’t invent it, but i will perfect it.
so excited–the play list is off the chain, everything from soulja boy’s all the way turnt up, to the instrumental for “computer love.” mmm, remember that song? damn, man.
spring is creeping in to new york city in the form of soft green buds on trees, my homegirl’s new little baby who’s smile is the bees knees, and the sun, please, the sun.