I don’t know what it is about some white celebrities and their fascination with Hip Hop culture, but I’m starting to get a bit uncomfortable. Over the weekend, Katy Perry made a fool of herself, causing Black people and well meaning white people to experience second hand embarrassment when she performed with rap group Migos on Saturday Night Live. I never thought it would come to this, as I had been a Katy Perry fan in the past. Any enemy of Taylor Swift is a friend of mine. But with her recent shenanigans, I can’t help but wonder if Katy Perry is TRYING to ruin her career.
I love me a good biopic. I think most people do. Who wouldn’t jump at the chance to get a behind the scenes look at their favorite celeb’s MESS? The last time Black America got the opportunity to enjoy a well put together biopic, it came courtesy of a highly unlikely source-BET. There’s no debating that the New Edition biopic was AMAZING, hitting the mark with the script, cast, styling-the whole nine. So it got me thinking-there are a couple of celebs who deserve a biopic in the very near future. Just as long as Lifetime doesn’t have anything to do with it, these stories have HUGE potential to go down as classics!
It started off with what I thought was a joke, but alas! The male romper is a thing that has taken flight. Here I was, minding my Twitter business, when I was bombarded with images of men in rompers, quadriceps flexin’. I wondered, were #RompHims taking over for the 99 and the 2017?
I get it. We don’t like Steve Harvey. Ever since he released “Act Like a Lady, Think Like a Man,” the guy can’t seem to catch a break. Men were upset that he had broken the “guy code,” and women were mad because they didn’t want to be unfairly labeled. As time went on, Steve just couldn’t stay out of the headlines, often met with backlash as big as his mustache. From the Miss Universe flub, to his meeting with Donald Trump, Harvey has spent a lot of time apologizing over the last few months. But this time-like many times, social media has blown his latest incident way out of proportion. The truth is, Steve Harvey doesn’t owe anybody an apology.
Love, clean air, a President who reads above a third grade level…But what we absolutely DON’T need today, tomorrow, or next week, is a Baby Boy sequel. On Monday, however, much to my chagrin, Tyrese announced via Instagram that a sequel was most certainly on the way. Not sure what we did to deserve this.
Two weeks ago, I was dragged to the theater to see “Get Out,” a movie I had already dubbed the worst movie of 2017. I went reluctantly, having run out of excuses not to go. I hadn’t even bothered watching the entire trailer. All I knew was that Jordan Peele, a well known comedian, was attempting to tackle issues of racism in the form of a “thriller,” and I simply wasn’t interested. But there I was, front and center, at a movie theater in Southwest Atlanta, surrounded by other anxious movie goers. Luckily, I also had a frozen margarita. This was the moment of truth.
The 89th annual Academy Awards show aired last night, setting social media and news outlets ablaze. Like always, the fashion was amazing (depending on who you ask), the celebs were slightly annoying, and the online commentary was side splitting. (Thank you, #BlackTwitter) And while these things were to be expected, there were a few firsts last night that stole the show-and our hearts.
In the year 2017, Donald Trump, (who will be referred to as Tangerine Toddler from this point on) became our President. And while those of us who were sane mourned the fact that he’d be our “leader” for the next four years, others of us were having meet and greets and taking pictures with him like he was our play cousin. To take it a step further, some of us even agreed to perform at his inaugaration. *enters Chrisette Michelle*
Tonight, President Obama will address the nation one last time in his much anticipated farewell speech. As I come to terms with what that really means, it’s hard to find solace. The reasons are a bit complicated, some of them easier to articulate than others, but all equally as hard to swallow. So as we prepare for what I know will be an emotional night, I’d like to reflect. I have more than a few things to say.
The great prophet Puff Daddy P. Diddy Sean Combs warned us back in 2009 of the b*tchassness epidemic sweeping the nation-unfortunately, none of us took him seriously. Almost a decade later, here we are, glued to our phones, watching Chris Brown and Soulja Boy threaten each other across the interwebs. In our defense, who among us could’ve ever predicted n*ggas would take it this far? We’re sorry, Puff.