Sheree’s testicles have finally dropped and dare I say she looks stunning? Unfortunately, Kim accidentally flashing the outskirts of her Nutbush City Limits has made whatever other shade hurling compliments I had to offer up null and void. Girl, I tried it, so let’s get on with it.
Last week, The Real Housewives of Foreclosure rallied in support of one of their honorary check bouncers’ solo foray into music. Find out who after the jump!
“Goodies” era Ciara approved!
Just when Antoine Dodson was settling into his new found celebrity, scandal erupts! Are you still holding on to God’s unchanging hand?
My partner in crime Miss Jia sent shockwaves through Twitter this past weekend after posting two racy pictures of Toine Toine posing seductively in various locations inside his palatial estate. Like many I was not shocked to learn about his butch queen past (present and future) but was at a lost for words at his attempt to bring box braids back into a position of prominence.
No one man should have all that power.
Check out another picture after the jump!
Meeting The Real Housewives of Atlanta double pack of zest Derek J and Dwight Eubanks over the weekend was the highlight of my entire life. After touching the hem of their respective garments by exchanging hugs (next time bodily fluids, quote me on it), I pulled myself together and asked for a quick photo. If I had known that it would end up turning into a full fledged photo shoot I would’ve asked Freddy O or Thaddeus from Exclusive Access for tips before hand!
I did Rev. Run proud by doing my best and forgetting the rest. And by the rest I mean including Dwight’s lilac wingtip designer shoes in the shots.
Dwight caressing ATLien of Straight From The A’s breasts inside Kodak Boi’s party!
Fresh,
So there I was watching this make over show we have here called Snog Marry Avoid. There i am, sitting there drinking tea and shit all bored then Andre friggin J pops up and I don’t get a small dose of tang multivitamin but like a two drip packs of it.
As you guys say across the most, Andre was giving me not just life but the ultimate MOST. I was dead and gone in a Gucci interior hood coffin.
The shoes, the tang, the dress. Not on a Sunday, LOL. First time I’ve heard his voice too. I think his transformation will be shown next week so I’ll record the show when its on next week.
– Father Wisdom
But the hottest bitch in heels is right here.
According to my favorite photog friend Freddy O, following a photo shoot (I couldn’t understand it either, lover) Frankie had a chance meeting with one of the finest night crawlers Atlanta has to offer — Yellow Meat.
Now drink responsibly.
Although Aretha’s inauguration hat was nowhere to be found on Sunday night’s season premiere episode of The Boondocks, the weekend was not all lost thanks to Olympic skater / full-time mangina server Johnny Weir.
In the immortal words of Clifford Harris, do it baby stick it baby.
I haven’t seen a stomach hang over a pair of shorts like that since my time inside the dressing room at Torrid last weekend.