THE SAGITTARIUS RIEGNS SUPREME!!

its going down tomorrow night. the birthday celebration of Sara Lambo and Shyvonne Sanganoo. much love to those two. and big-ups to all the SAG's we spread love the brooklyn way nucca! 

act like you know! 

its like a dream to me...

so i took some photos of myself today at home. i played around with them, in hopes creating the vibe of a very cool photographer by the name of Aneta Bartos

check out her site HERE!

she is pretty sick.

heres what i did.






her work is much more dramatic, but you'll get the idea. check out that site!

carpe diem.

S.

FOUR BLUNTS FOR ME TO GET HIGH

the distance between my school and job is not that far. so some days i walk it. a mere 15 blocks isn't much especially when the opportunity arises to people watch, see stores, and just enjoy the fresh air. on my latest walk i noticed this art gallery.



i have seen it before but never really took the time to pay it any mind. like most of the things that you see in new york, you just walk on by. folks got shit to do right? (please note i was gonna write niggas got shit to do, but I'm trying to stop using that word.)

no one was in there but i still had my camera and i saw some dope pieces.

i was asked tonight what kind of art it was. i wasn't too sure. but i would say contemporary graphic design, if such a thing exists.

PEEP.





this piece through me for a loop. it didn't really fit with anything else in the gallery. but as art goes, anything goes.







if you have found yourself interested in seeing this artwork the gallery is located on 20th and 7th. this is in Chelsea in case you weren't sure.



this obviously wasn't part of the gallery but it was a building i wanted to shoot during my walk. it speaks of new york to me in a very real way. the lights, the construction, imagining all the things going on around the building itself.

thank you.

SadeSoFuckingRipe!

im knocking on the doors of your hummer hummer.

walk thru my hood.

i used to hate harlem. it was dark and gritty and strange. now i dig it.

so every so often ima show yall pics of my hood. and why its the shit.

HOME -meaning exact location.





this is the walk way. as you can see the lights always shine when im around. dont get it fucked up.





trees and lights. there is something beautiful about it all.

i know you see it! i know you see it!

LMAO!



when the white people starting moving in, they changed things. the entire complex suddently got an upgrade. all those lights you just saw, the management office, the laundromat, and these cameras, placed everywhere to make me feel safer. its funny tho they have the opposite effect.

thank you.

stay tuned for more photos and info on my hood aka where i rest my head at.

thank you.

S.

THE LAFAYETTE HOUSE

a really beautiful hotel that you have probably walked by so many times and never noticed. located on 4th St. btwn Bowery and Lafayette. i was there the other day handling some biz. i had to take some pics. peep! 

CAN I CAN I GET SOME KENNA KENNA??

my girl ten put me on to this dude. i don't know much about him but the music it tight. Sun Red Sky Blue is my shit right now. the video for say goodbye to love, is dope, kinda trippy tho. but sometimes thats cool lolz. 

THESE TWO WERE GIVING SEX BACKKKK!

PEEP

PHOTOS FROM THE NEWEST GQ ISSUE.

I remember falling totally in love when Robin Thicke's album came out. dudes got style for days. this photo shoot was sick, very tastful and super sexy. can't wait to hear more from him! Rihanna has had a very big year, i hope she follows it up with some serious bangers.

S.

THIS YEAR I MADE THE TURKEY!

now yall all need to get it straight, no chaser (inside joke). The girl can cook! For real, please don't be fooled . Ask around about me, haha, I goes in when it comes to food. I love to eat, and cook for others so of course I'm good at it lolz. Now the traditional turkey is always cool, if done right its pretty damn good. But this year I wanted to do something new. Instead of getting a whole turkey we ended up getting a large turkey breast. As my brother was eating it he said,

"I know this was pre-seasoned stop frontin." 

"Mom. Did Sade cook this?" 

 "Yup. From scratch."

 "Damn its official." 

I'll share the secret with you. 

You start with your standard turkey breast. This will run you about $17 to $21. 

Buy some fresh ginger, dried cranberries, whole walnuts, and fresh thyme. 

Now you take that home with you, take the turkey out let it chill for a moment. 

Take that ginger and cut it up into small thin chunks. Put everything into a plastic bag  (chopped ginger, cranberries and walnuts) and bang those up with a mallet until everything is smashed together. Then you take the thyme and chop it up. Put all the thyme on the top of the turkey breast. Then you take the ginger, cranberry, walnut mixture and put in under the turkey and around all the sides. Dose the turkey in Olive Oil. Cover it all up with aluminum foil and put it into a deep baking pan, and cook in the oven @ 200 degrees, for about 30 to 40 minutes. Take the foil off and cook for another 15 to 20 minutes. You will then have the best turkey EVER. 

thank you. 

S. 

The View From A Gypsy Cab

So I was on my way food shopping for thanksgiving, on Wednesday, and this was the scene of 145th and St Nicolas. aka the Heart of the Hood. I knew I was in Harlem seeing this. It was pretty crazy to say the least. We were held in traffic for at least 10minutes, which is saying a lot on a big strip like 145th. That's all I got to say. 

I noticed this photo while just in the cab. I thought it was pretty strange, so of course I decided to share. 

S. 

NO POST

IM GRINDING RIGHT NOW.

I'LL GET BACK TO YALL SOON.

LATER.

S.

JAY DAY

SO TWO WEEKS AGO WAS JASON'S BDAY. WE HAD DINNER AND GOT DRUNK. I HAD A GOOD TIME, AS I WAS SURE I WOULD. HERES SOME PIX OF THE NIGHT.

TONIGHT.

MS. ROXY THE INFAMOUS COTTONTAIL UNVEILS A SIGNATURE DRINK TONIGHT.

I PERSONALLY WONT BE ATTENDING, BUT THAT SHOULD BE A COOL NIGHT. GO CHECK THAT OUT.

FREE DRINKS FROM 10:00 TO 11:30PM.


ITS BEING HOSTED BY ROXY, BIJULES, & MASTRO OF TAKE OVER THEORY.

so you may be surprised but this was the first time i saw this movie.

so last night @ arnd 3am i decide to watch this movie on ShowtimeonDemand. i had never seen it before. kind of craz huh?

yea i know. this movie is pretty sick tho. Lawrence Fishburne's accent is hella dope, and he def reminds me of those teachers that failed me, but they were my favorites, because i really learned from them. maybe you can relate? maybe not. who cares.

anyhow the label for this post is going to be:

shit i should know cuz I'm black.

LMAO.

- LYRICAL EPIPHANY -

SO I'VE REALIZED SOMETHING ABOUT MYSELF LATELY. THERE WAS A TIME, NOT SO LONG AGO, WHEN SOME ONE WOULD ASK ME WHAT I DID, I WOULD NAME SOME RANDOM JOB I HAD. NOW THE FIRST AND ONLY THING I SAY IS THAT I'M A JEWELRY DESIGNER. I'VE TRULY BEGUN TO EMBRACE THIS AND BELIEVE IT TO BE TRUE. A VERY SMART PERSON ONCE TOLD ME, "NO ONE WILL BUY INTO DOUBT." THESE WORDS COULD NOT HAVE BEEN MORE RIGHT FOR MY EARS. IT WAS EXACTLY WHAT I NEEDED TO HEAR, AND I THINK ABOUT THAT STATEMENT EVERY TIME I EVEN BEGIN TO DOUBT MYSELF. I'M HOT, MY DESIGNS ARE HOT, AND THE WORLD WILL SOON FEEL THE FIRE. I HAVE NO DOUBT. BECAUSE TRUTHFULLY, I WOULDN'T BUY INTO DOUBT EITHER.

THERE'S ONE SONG I'VE BEEN LISTENING TO LATELY THAT SUMS UP ALL THESE FEELINGS FOR ME.

ITS KANYE WEST'S 'I WONDER' OFF THE GRADUATION ALBUM.

PEEP THE LYRICS.

I Wonder

Find your dreams come true
And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
And I wonder if you know
What it means to find your dreams

I've been waiting on this my whole life
These dreams be waking me up at night
You say I think I'm never wrong
You know what, maybe you're right, aight

And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
And I wonder if you know
What it means to find your dreams

You say he get on your f**king nerves
You hope that he get what he deserves, word
Do you even remember what the issue is?
You just trying to find where the tissue is
You can still be who you wish you is
It ain't happen yet
And that's what the intuition is
you hop back in the car
Drive back to the crib

Run back to their arms
The smokescreens
The chokes and the screams
You ever wonder what it all really mean

And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
And I wonder if you know
What it means to find your dreams

And I'm back on my grind
A psychic read my lifeline
Told me in my lifetime
My name would help light up the Chicago skyline
And that's what I'm
Seven o'clock, that's prime time
Heaven'll watch, God calling from the hot lines
Why he keep giving me hot lines I
'm a star, how could I not shine
How many ladies in the house
How many ladies in the house without a spouse
Something in your blouse got me feeling so aroused
What you about
On that independent shit
Trade it all for a husband and some kids

You ever wonder what it all really mean
You ever wonder if you'll find your dreams.

DAMN THAT'S SOME SHIT FOR YOUR MENTAL. EVERY TIME I LISTEN TO THIS SONG, I THINK ABOUT MY LIFE, MY DREAMS, MY WANTS, MY AMBITIONS, MY ENDLESS IMAGINATION, MY NEED TO TRAVEL AND SEE THE WORLD, I DREAM OF ALL THAT I WANT IN LIFE COMING TO ME, I SEE MYSELF IN THAT PLACE, IN THAT WORLD THAT I'M BUILDING AROUND MYSELF. I'M FINDING MY DREAMS, AND I'M LIVING MY DREAMS. IT'S FUCKING SICK!

CIAO.

-SADE

NO BUENO

so i lost my phone in a cabby the other night. i cant only reach you all by email now.

bear with me.

-Sade

Man O Man Gimme Some Of That!

So as you all may or may not know the Roberto Cavalli line for H&M dropped on November the 8th. I actually forgot the date for this. Not that I would have stood in line all night but still. Good to keep on the radar. So I found myself coming from the diamond district the other day, after handling some biz and I end up on on 34th street. The display window has all the advertisements for the Roberto Cavalli line and there is a huge sign saying sold out in bold red. I didn't want to believe it. I go in and sure enough, the shit was gone in a New York minute. The
guy behind the register beings to tell me how, they opened the store the day before at 10am and the shit was gone in 6 minutes. When did this become the norm? Shopping as though your life depended on it. Are we all so crazed by fashion that you resort to waiting on some line in the freezing cold for an article of clothing? Is it the fact that you may never have access to these designers otherwise? Is it wise what Target has done, in commissioning very high end exclusive designers to create lines for them? Is this really a good thing, exposing the average person to a side of fashion they couldn't normally afford? You be the judge. But I can tell you with complete honesty, I would never stand on some ridiculous line for a few pieces of leopard print. The pieces are hot, there is no denying that fact. It's what you normally expect from Roberto Cavalli. Sex, glamour, luxury, in a few words.

peep.












Mr. Cavalli & that model Jessica Stam