Continuing to do his part in giving back to the far less fortunate Norwood Young (and sweet mother Betty) popped up on the red carpet — well, hardwood floors — of New York City’s Tian at the Riverbank on Monday night for the “Basketball Wives LA” premiere party in all his slickback casual thug glory. Mama Betty’s wig is sitting!

Before you change out of your britches humor me on why his sister Tanya Young Williams thought it would be appropriate to come to the event dressed as a Noxema Jackson impersonator. She just looks musty to me and I’m not apologizing for it.

Oh, bye Danielle.

The palatial pad of my favorite tasty cake Norwood Young has been listed for sale on postlet.com for a bank breaking $2.4 million.

Youngwood Court, also known as the House of Davids, is certainly the most eye-catching home Hancock Park has to offer. Stan Trivia: When neighbors raised hell over Norwood erecting a single statue of David he retaliated by lining his drive-way with 18 more. Fuck your life and Homeowners Association membership.

I am going to reach out to his publicist for a statement (it’s just that serious) but in the meanwhile here is more info on his humble abode:

Youngwood Court, aka the House of Davids, has just been listed for sale. While we pick pieces of our brains off the walls, take a look inside courtesy of the listing, which will confirm what you’ve always known: the HoD exists outside the normal boundaries of space, time, and interior decorating. There are fake dogs everywhere, the dining room furniture is invisible and hanging from the ceiling, and there are either oversized chairs in the foyer or the foyer is tiny. The house has seven bedrooms, seven bathrooms, and 19 David replicas on its front lawn.

R&B singer Norwood Young has lived, decorated, and pissed off the neighbors on Muirfield Street since the nineties, when he was a renter at the house. He bought it in 1997 for $1.2 million, according to Redfin. (Some stories say this was Nat King Cole’s house, but most sources say he lived at 401.) Young’s asking for exactly twice what he paid: $2.4 million. (source)

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His flair for velveteen fabric, cascading ruffles, gaudy embellishments, monotone leather ensembles, dizzying prints, and linen shorts (so his balls won’t get hot © Shawn Carter) all have Norwood Young cruising at optimum highway speed in a lane of his own. Who got snaps on the petro?

Before Dwight’s askew nostrils ever gallivanted his way into our hearts there was this man.

Lord willing, when my wedding day rolls around it would be both a honor and pleasure to have Norwood Young serenade me down the aisle. Hell, I’m all the way open to the idea of him escorting me but I’m sure my Pops will have more than enough to say about that. He’s always been a hater.

But I digress.

Norwood dampen panties with delight when hit the Big Apple on Friday in support of his new tell-all memoir Getting Back To Me at the all too venue appropriate Sugar Bar.

The tome, ‘Getting Back to My Me’ ($27.95), addresses everything from Young’s feud with video vixen-turned author, Karrine “Superhead” Steffans, to his fallout with Jennifer Lopez and why he was fired from a television special with her.

Additionally, the book explores singer/songwriter/actor’s obsession with plastic surgery; offers details about his past drug and alcohol abuse and the trouble it caused; recalls sexual abuse; and even explores the legal battle surrounding his home, Youngwood Court in the prestigious Hancock Park community of Los Angeles.

“It was such a cleansing and freeing experience in writing this book. Once facing my past and revealing my truths, it forced me to not only hold others accountable but to also hold myself accountable for my own actions regarding where I was and who I am presently in my life,” Young told BV Buzz. (BV Buzz)

To show thanks for keeping him relevancy game proper, the incomparable Norwood Young is opening up his home for his Bloggers Appreciation Bash on Thursday, August 26, 2010 at Youngwood Court.

It’s an evening of dish as Norwood shed some light on old myths, and talk candidly about new ones! Attendees will be treated to a royal tour of the infamous Youngwood Court and given carte blanche access to ask Norwood all the questions that inquiring minds want to know. Plus, Norwood will share an excerpt from his new upcoming memoir, “Getting Back to My Me,” set for release in October. Bloggers will be the first to get a sneak peek at the chapter titled, “A Women Called Superhead.”

*wall slides*

Never mind Neicy Nash’s bloated hairline.

If I were to ever have the opportunity to touch the hem of Norwood Young’s garment in person consider this entire site as good as deleted. My life’s mission as a vessell for fuckery and shade would be fulfilled. Until that day comes I will continue to document his every move on the red carpet. All bloggers have their favorites, and don’t let them tell you anything else.

A plethora of absentee eyebrows and painted faces at Logo’s NewNowNext Awards after the jump!

Neicy Nash woke up bright and early this morning to sign, seal, and deliver a Hello Kitty thank you card to the Dwight Eubanks of Los Angeles for bringing life to her otherwise drab 40, Fabulous N’ Flirty [lies] party. You will too after checking out the guests for yourself.

Like a love struck puppy I have been searching high and low for new pictures of Norwood Young but have been coming up shorter than Terrance Howard’s peen in the shower scene in Get Rich or Die Tryin’. Let my journey be a lesson to all. If you remain steadfast in your quest for fuckery you will eventually hit the jack pot.

And that I did. Norwood Young convinced Margeaux to snatch up an extra leather onesie from the set of Dru Hill’s video for his red carpet appearance at opening night of The Color Purple. I want him to wear the same outfit when I deliver his babies.

I may push the boundaries when it comes to immature coverage of media topics but I will never fuck up the natural order of tang. And you can believe that more than you believe in Jesus. © Ray Charles

While Dwight was down in The Sip flapping his wings, the Black Radiance version of Bruce Jenner hosted his annual All Zest Everything Christmas party in Beverly Hills. Luenell, Natalie Cole, Nicole Murphy, Michael Strahan and others [and when I say others, I really fucking mean others] got into the Christmas spirit by sipping egg nog spiked with Norwood’s sperm inside his palatial palace.  Break out the mistletoe and check out more flicks under the cut.

Norwood Young has been moon walking on red carpets rocking this sequined tribute to Michael Jackson since his untimely death earlier this year. By now the lining of his jacket must smell like a lethal combination of unfiltered liquid zest [not the soap] and White Diamonds but that’s not stopping him from fishing for compliments and comparisons to the late King of Pop. There is no question that the sweet aroma from his dingleberries is pungent enough to fill a parking garage but when man created Febreeze he did so for this purpose.