The moment Kelly Rowland decided to stop hiding her beautiful face behind 20 pounds of scraps from the wig crypt floor and opted to rock a cropped coif an angel got its wings. And by that I mean I stopped referring to her as Kizzy. It would be totally erroneous to say that didn’t pull off the longer length at times, but the poor child definitely had more misses than hits trying to control that wild yak.
Looking good, Kelandria.
Wig crypt evacuees Kelly Rowland and Brandy battled it out for yaki supremacy at hot spot (read: paparazzi friendly) Katsuya on Wednesday night after using Sonja’s mystery machine van to drop Ray J and Shorty Mac off at an area movie theater.
The only person absent from this “photo op” was Lala Vasquez.
This is not going to end well.
First, I must say the obvious; I have been a huge fan of your site for quite awhile and it never ceases to brighten my day. Now, with that aside, I simply had to share this with you.
After fans and spectators alike threw shade at Kelly Rowland’s decision to check the “fuck effort” box by opting to make her third album a self-titled effort, she wisely crawled back into the Wig Crypt to recalculate. But when your two best friends are Michelle Williams and a woman who names her albums “B’Day” and “I Am… Sasha Fierce,” and Mimi Carey has already reserved “Care Bear Biffle” for her thirteenth studio album, where is one to turn to for ideas?!
So as a final act of desperation, Kelly has called upon the people to submit album title suggestions on her official website. Ruh-roh! Knowing the humor of some of your readers, this could end badly. Two thumbs up for “The Miseducation of Kizzy Rowland” and “Get Relevant or Die Tryin’”! But knowing these singers, she’ll probably choose some shit like “Evolution” or “The Diary of Kelly Rowland, Vol. 1″ (even though there won’t be anymore volumes) because it’s her “most personal album yet.” SIGH. Some things never change.