When’s the first time you had lemonade? Not the artificial kind-but fresh squeezed, down home, hand-crafted, made with love lemonade? Wasn’t it refreshing? Wasn’t it like nothing you’ve ever tasted before? Didn’t you wonder how that person had managed to add just the right amount of sugar, the perfect amount of lemon juice? Didn’t it make you happy? And isn’t it strange how something so sweet and invigorating could be the product of something so pungent and bitter? Isn’t it crazy how things come together so beautifully when we let them?
Six years ago, Chris Brown and then girlfriend Rihanna made headlines after a picture of a bruised and battered Rih Rih hit the internet. The on again, off again couple had reportedly been engaged in a heated exchange that turned violent, leaving Rihanna in very bad shape. Naturally, in the age of social media, the picture went viral, and while most of us have moved on, the truth is, none of us have forgotten.
Last night, I was just minding my business, forcibly watching the Villanova vs. UNC game with boyfriend, and I looked up to see Lil Wayne pouring champagne on his cellular device.
There’s nothing like a good comeback story. We live for them. When Michael Jordan came back wearing the 4-5, we celebrated-Justin Timberlake, Missy Elliott, Paula Abdul (for that brief moment in American Idol history), we just can’t get enough. America absolutely LIVES for a good comeback story. And who can blame us? There’s nothing like seeing a celeb who you thought was on their very last leg, come back doing the Heisman on those h*es.THAT my friends, is why this Rob Kardashian, Blac Chyna engagement is oh, so delightful. Well, that’s one of the reasons.
Early this morning, many of us got the news that rapper Phife Dawg, of the legendary group A Tribe Called Quest had gone on to Hip Hop Heaven. *Don’t question me, I’m sure that’s where he is. Most of us were overcome with a range of feelings-sadness, nostalgia, disbelief.
But me? I was mostly sad for another reason. Sure, I felt a void, knowing that Phife Dawg would never write another rhyme or bless another mic, but there was something bigger than that-I was mourning Hip Hop.
I first discovered Cardi B on Instagram. I immediately fell in love. I was convinced that I’d found a diamond in the rough, and I enthusiastically shared my findings with my friends. Throwing my head back, laughing at her posts as I scrolled to pass the time. There’s no doubt that I’ve gotten a good key-key over the last few months, thanks to Cardi B. But for some reason, other people can’t seem to see just how blessed we are to have Cardi B in our lives.
Some people just have “it.” You can’t buy “it.” You can’t rent “it.” It’s a natural, God-given, innate thing that some people have and the rest of us just don’t. And that’s OK. Everything isn’t for everybody. But this brother right here, he’s one of the lucky ones. Meet Terrell P.
The internet exploded last Friday when we learned that Russell Wilson and Ciara had gotten engaged. After having dated for nearly two years, the couple is finally ready to make it official. We’ve all been sitting around, watching their every move, wondering when Russell was going to pop the question. The two had been practicing celibacy, and the truth is, we all wondered when they’d give in to the sin of the flesh. As far as we know, there hasn’t been any skin to skin action. Now, they’re happily celebrating their engagement. And boooy it’s really pissing the F*ckboys of America off.