Seriously, I love my bougie people--and some of you are even my literal fam. No Jack & Jillers (yet) but the pink and green reps on my side, and the Delta on Kenyatta's side. I went to Howard, and I know that ya'll are more than cotillions and Martha's Vineyard (and yet you're that too). Plus, when I was a kid, we all thought that hottest chicks (county girls for the win!) were gonna be at your parties. Moreover, I think fully half my readership is made up of future members of the Boule\Links. Don't ever let it be said that I don't got love for my Bougie people.

But I gotta drop it on you one time...

Conversate--much like copacetic--is a word, and it's word that you'll be seeing on this blog quite a bit. So for all the Carlton and Crystals out there, I have a message--you can't win this one. The Keyshawns have it on the slanguage. Tamika wins the day. Again!