While the rest of the sugar cookie go getters at Bad Boy are trying to hitch rides down to the welfeyah Cassandra is making things happen for herself by getting nutted on every now and then. And in an economy like this, it is what it is. She and Diddy tried to keep a low profile by arriving separately to dinner on Wednesday but we already know what is going on with this story.
The lovely ladies of Filthy Coupons came camera ready and pre-packaged full of manufactured edge at Diddy’s album release party last night in Atlantic City. Pray for peace inside the wet cardboard box full of puppies at Bad Boy Records.
According to The New York Post, while making it rain [I know, I know, that's what the fuck I said too] during a tapping of 106 & Park, Diddy accidentally tossed a $20,000 diamond-encrusted ring into the crowd.
Diddy and two topflight toothpick crypt guards created an uproar among the teen crowd when they began get their Floyd Mayweather on by tossing out fake money mixed in with real bills into the audience, but soon after Diddy realized his ring was gone and an announcement was made.
At the request of Mouf Breeva security frisk the entire studio audience in search of the diamonds, only to come up empty. After the segment, Diddy hit up Twitter to talk about the incident, writing “The craziest shit just happened to me lol I guess its shittin on me season.. Enjoy it while it lasts!!!!! lol life is crazy!”
Watch and be amazed as Mouf Breeva’s skies turn grey.
Photos of Cassie sporting a new hairstyle on the set of Dimepiece’s Fall 2009 look book hit Twitter this morning. Rejoice! The campaign will reportedly feature the same name as her upcoming album, Electro Love.
Although her first singles, “Official Girl” and “Must Be Love” didn’t catch on with mainstream audiences [ok, so they both flopped. I was trying to be nice], the push for her next single will be Cassie’s newest chance to get the people interested in her album. Looking at the budget, and the music industries falling profits, Cassie must have Diddy’s nut sack held tight to garner this much promotion. Somewhere, Que is fanning himself and crying so much, his mascara is running. TRAGIC.
Sarah Chapman is not happy folks. As you see in the aforementioned picture, homegirl is receiving a pour from “Mr. Take That” himself, Sean Combs and giving a mean side-eye in the process. After being knocked up and having their spawn not publicly acknowledged [well he did take legal responsibility, liven up a bit folks!] I’m sure that the money is being paid for this charade is pretty nice.
But I have to wonder about Sarah and her child Chance, at night, when they see pictures of Diddy with his other girls out and about with Kim “Enabler” Porter. Maybe that’s the basis of the side-eye itself, a passive-aggressive move, that allows her, maybe, just for a quick second, to ask why did I procreate with a mouth-breather who has self-identity issues and doesn’t believe in settling down? Flick via Sandra Rose
To be truthful, I don’t like the new MTV. It is a farce, and a parody of its former glory. However, I do tune in from time to time to catch True Life, and other fuckery that seems to catch my wondering eye.
Last night was the premiere of “Making His Band” a new conceptual [its ok, you can laugh, I laughed my ass off too] project from Sean Combs. The show mainly features a group of young musicians [singers, keyboardists, guitarists, drummers, and a violinist] as they compete for the chance to tour with Kim Porter’s sperm donor as he travels to promote his latest album, “Last Train to Paris”. I must say, I really enjoyed watching real musicians use real instruments [Fuck You Autotune!] as I myself [while not assisting Fresh in contributing to fuckery] play a bit of piano and guitar.
My favorite scenes from last night included watching Combs go to his fellow queen Andre Harrell [say it like you mean it!] for advice and of course, the unveiling of the newest star in the universe, Jaila Simms. “She” of course has a secret, but you kids should have taken the plunge and watch the show last night to know what it is. Hailing from Chicago, like another Diva [K. Omari West] she was able to serenade her way into Diddy’s heart, and is quite possibly, America’s next sweetheart. Tune in next week and get a piece but for those of you who can’t wait get a taste of Jaila’s honey below.
When a whore for propaganda spots an opportunity to be the center of attention they pounce on it. Diddy followed protocol by jumping on the stage and doing the Gator hitting a few sweet dance moves during Q-Tip’s set at Summer Stage in Central Park on Saturday afternoon before using the event as an impromptu listening session for his upcoming album.
Oh, and Cassie was there too.
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