Hank Stewart White Linen Affair and The Single Man

If you are a single, divorced, or separated Black man between the ages of 30-50 living in Atlanta and you did not attend Hank Stewart's White Linen Weekend this past weekend at the Sheraton, then you are either asexual or gay. Simple as that.

I have attended the event for ten years in a row (this was the tenth anniversary event) and I must tell you that for ten years, Hank has delivered a spectacularly attended event with the most accomplished, beautiful, sexy, smart, elegant, "Breakfast" sisters I have ever seen.

I have been to Essence and the quality at Hank's event is hands down better. Kinda like going shopping at Car max (Essence) or the Luxury Auto Mart (Hank's event).

For the single man as I said above, it is manna from Heaven. And the all-white motif gives the appearance that Angels have dropped from the sky and for one 48 hour period they will act a little devilish.

Brothers, you don't attend, I seriously question whether you really like women. There are always at least 50 (quality) women to one man.

Friday night started off with an explosive performance by Seven who is taking the city by storm with his Teddy Pendergrass Revue (next appearance at Wednesday Wind Down Centennial Olympic Park August 17th 530p).

Now if you remember what women would do when TP performed then it was the same here. One sister threw her room key at the performer. Then Heston, Tony Terry, and Ryan Kilgore on Sax brought down the house with some of the best singing and playing ever. Now at this point you see a pattern-all male performers. Now you see why it is 50-1 ratio.

Hank has set up an event for the Angels. And to Hanks credit all his main staff and I mean all, are fine sisters-Mitsah, Torri, Gwen, Yolanda- the list goes on. So you got a guy who hires men to perform for women and the women who work for him-freaking genius.

Saturday was incredible. Three weeks ago or so NBAF brought back the Chronicle for one night and they threw down. SO what does Hank do he brings back 5 Men on a Stool-Lamorris (singer), Antonio Allen (horn), Melvin Miller (horn), Ken Ford (Voilin), Hank (Poet).

And they brought a show that rivaled the Chronicle in tone, energy and creative impulses. And did I tell you about the women from Heaven. Oh yeah I did.

But the best part was on Saturday at 3p, Art Terrell DJed a Day Party (small criticism-this should have been at the pool) and myself and one other brother had a small ballroom with at least 75 angels , I mean, women all to ourselves. Seriously, it was so bad that I felt like it was my duty to dance with them all, so as  not to hurt anyone's feelings. I got to 43 and lost count.

The hotel staff at the Sheraton led by Niles Harris was very accomodating (they kept the cafe open 24 hours and that was smart because all the "drinkers" were down there late into the night for anti-"earl" food-fruit, chicken, bread products, etc.). It also served as the last stop before giving up on the Holy Grail Quest and going to your room.

But here is my small complaint Hank and the DipSet crew. As a single man, your event is so successful atrtacting the Angels that I fell in love at least 65 times at check in.

So I would like to ask the relationship experts you had on Friday at 2 a.m. to tell me: "How does a man make a decision on what to order for dinner, when the menu is filled with the best food ever"? Maybe get a to go box?

I had fun Hank. Thanks.