Roll that beautiful bean footage.
Check out the teaser video below giving viewers a glimpse of what the new season entails. Always the multi-tasker, this season Kimora will show viewers what it takes to be a new mother while still running her highly successful clothing line Baby Phat and all of the chaos that happens in between.
The premiere episode of Kimora: Life in the Fab Lane season three on Sunday, March 21, 2010 at 9pm ET/PT on Style.
Alice Tan Ridley is not depending on the success of daughter’s Gabby Sidibe to put hog maws on her table. For 18 years the former nursery school teacher and Department of Education teacher’s aide has been performing up to three times a week in New York City’s busiest subway. That’s better than what Cheri Dennis doing right about now.
“For a while, I was teaching and doing the singing, burning the candle at both ends to support my family,” Ridley said.
She eventually made subway singing a full-time job.
“When I come home at the end of the day, I have enough to pay my bills and feed my kids,” she said.
“People always say, ‘Why don’t you sing in clubs?’ I tell ‘em, ‘This is my club.’ ”
Ridley does perform at private events and has traveled to Chile, Argentina and Germany with her golden pipes. But her usual stages are in the 14th Street/Union Square, 34th Street/Sixth Avenue and Times Square/Eighth Avenue stations.
In recent weeks, she has had to cut her three-hour performances to an hour and a half.
“My voice is so big that it’s blown out my amp, so I can’t do more than that until I can afford a new amp,” said Ridley, whose next gig is today at 4:30 p.m. at 34th Street. [source]
Watch her blow after the jump!
You may be satisfied with being presented with a simple ice cream cake on your born day but that just won’t do when you are the cot damn Bawse. Served with warm breast milk, this work of confectionery art landed in the mouths of hungry Miami women over the weekend. Do you want a taste?
If I didn’t know any better I would say that this was lost footage of the bitter bitch from my high school’s attendance window but I do. Never was she this put together.
But I digress.
Rodney Jackson [no relation to Marlon] is a student of the Jennifer Holiday School of Hollering and Shit. His dumpster diving cover of Brian McKnight’s “One Last Cry” proves that just because you belt out a song with the type of raw emotion that only excessive estrogen levels can provide it doesn’t always make the performance grand.
I could see him performing this tonight on BET’s Help For Haiti telethon, though.
It’s not just a T-Pain song, its a lifestyle. Photographed above is Verdine White arriving at the Jim Henson Studios in Los Angeles for the remake of “We Are The World.” You other niggas is Tito.
My soul leaned like it was inside of one of Gabby’s Sidibe’s high heels when Roberta Flack came out onstage to hit her two step with Maxwell. I had my pearls and rosary beads in a cobra clutch, praying that her head wouldn’t come unattached and start rolling down the center aisle. If I would have known bedazzled neck braces would make a come back I woundn’t have got rid of mine. Peep the performance below.
If you are looking for pictures of who wore what to the Golden Globes last night you are in the wrong place and should evacuate to the nearest pop culture website, but if you are looking for an open bar of lusciousness you came to the right place!
Lashonda Dequanda Cooksey was popped by the cops last month for possession of good pussy and marijuana. The Harajuku Barbie was later booked into the Caddo Correctional Center in Shreveport, Louisiana instead of at a Bronner Brothers show.