
Just when you thought it was safe to plug in your ipod, Cassie took a brief sabbatical from clutching Diddy’s man pearls to perform at the VIP Room in St. Tropez. That’s right, take that foolishness outside US territory.

Just when you thought it was safe to plug in your ipod, Cassie took a brief sabbatical from clutching Diddy’s man pearls to perform at the VIP Room in St. Tropez. That’s right, take that foolishness outside US territory.
It would make sense for Cassie to just pursue a modeling career at this point, no?
All in the picture trying to steal somebody else shine. Girl, good day.

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.

Even after the dreadful hulla-fucking-baloo that took place at the VMAs celebrities and dlisters alike couldn’t be stopped from running the streets of New York City. Rihanna finally popped up, Diddy reportedly got into an altercation, Lil’ Mama still came out, Joe Jackson asked his date from some of that “Becky,” and Jay-Z barely cracked a smile. Where’s Obama? (c) C Murder’s Sister

After a weekend full of tweets about turkey sandwiches and assorted hoe shit Diddy and Cassie were photographed separately making their way inside Madison Square Garden to attend Britney Spear’s [or Our Lady of Cheetos as MK would proudly proclaim] concert on Tuesday night.
Oh, Kim Porter. I hurt for you. All you ever got was a trip to Planet Groove to watch Total perform “What About Us” from the Soul Food soundtrack. Should’ve cut back on the baby hair when you had the opportunity.