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ONE Fight Night 22: Wei Rui leads Chinese contingent in Bangkok with bantamweight kickboxing clash a

ONE Fight Night 22 will have a distinctly Chinese feel, with kickboxing legend Wei Rui one of three fighters from the country to have been added to the card for Bangkok on May 4. Wei Rui is set to take on Hiroki Akimoto in a bantamweight kickboxing bout. The Japanese fighter is a former champion and ranked No 1 in the division, meaning that the winner will be well positioned for a shot at Jonathan Haggerty’s belt.

SoundClouds Erika Montes Joins Rostrum Records as President

NEW YORK (CelebrityAccess) – The former Global Vice President for Artist and Label Relations at SoundCloud, has been named President at Rostrum Records – Erika Montes. Montes led artist and label relations at SoundCloud. Montes’ appointment at Rostrum means that she is exiting SoundCloud after six years. In her new role, Montes will lead the company’s growth strategy and oversee label operations, according to a release on Wednesday (January 25).

The Historic Relationship Between Black Women and Wigs

Black women have a complicated relationship with our hair. On one hand, there was a time when coiler textures' ability to grow towards the skies was seen as a symbol of high status, and portrayed closeness to the divine. But in contemporary times, despite the vast influence of the second wave natural hair movement, the texture caste system we were forced to conform to — where straight hair is seen as "

Actress Sheila Falconer Bio with Career (Movies), Whats her Net Worth?

Sheila Falconer is a British actress, dancer, as well as choreographer.  But, Falconer gained more popularity after marrying a very famous actor, Patrick Stewart. Early Life of Actress Sheila FalconerShe was on August 9, 1945, in Britain. Her sun sign is Leo. From a young age, her interest was in dancing and acting. Nationality of Sheila is British and belongs to the white ethnicity. Are Sheila Falconer and Patrick Stewart still Married?

hot fudge sundaecake

I realize that given the sheer number of two and three-layered, springform-bound and buttercream-shellacked celebration cakes I keep in the archives, you’d imagine that I had some pretty spectacular birthday cakes growing up. You’d be correct, but they were almost never homemade, not because I was suffering from cake-neglect, but because the only one I requested every year for my birthday was an ice cream cake, preferably from Carvel. Okay, insistently from Carvel, you know, the one in the strip mall at the end of the main road.