I finally met someone who I’ve been following on the gram for a cool minute. She’s the photographer who took a pic for a deck that still hangs on my wall. I love it. I always will. She’s a talented curator of photography, and a culturalist who’s done breathtaking work for playboy and who has now found herself working for jumpman23 continuing to grow rapidly in her career. She’s also a woman of color. She invited me to a roof top party in the city to celebrate her birthday. My first social event outside of the beer industry was finally happening. What in the hell do I wear?! As I scanned the room we finally locked eyes, smiled, and walked towards each other. Because we were all there to celebrate her, the greeting was cut short and she was whisked away by the next group of arrivals. I sat in the corner and watched the room for a bit. I didn’t know a soul. Well, that didn’t last long. The more I kept talking to people I learned that they played major roles in fashion, music, market...