And then that same night, I returned for a tribute to Don Cornelius and his role in black culture courtesy of BAM cafe.
I know, do I ever stop? Friends, I keep it moving for the shoes.
Let me start off by saying that I wasn’t too convinced it was going to be a great party with the length of time I had to wait. Nearly an hour-and-half! Groups who were in front of me began to break off from the queue as we approached the entrance. Was it worth it just because it was a free event?
Once you passed another queue (gosh) people were jamming like they were losing their minds!