You know there are a lot of things that just ain’t clean in the milk with folks living in this country. Yeah, yeah don’t even front. We all know that Americans definitely contribute to our fair share of tomfoolery (i.e the group of punk ass white boys that savagely beat and killed a Mexican immigrant for kicks in Texas). But I gotta tell ya, even if this isn’t necessary the land of milk & honey that my parents imagined it to be when they moved here from Panama, it SURELY beats the hell outta living next to sewage drain in Mumbai, India. Mmm-hmmm… And that’s exactly where Azharuddin Ismail, the nine year-old star of the not one, not two, not even five, but EIGHT Oscar award-winning film Slumdog Millionaire has been chilling with his family since returning from the red carpet 3 months ago.
See now, I’m already in a mood….
I’m almost embarrassed to admit it but the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan have gone on so long, I’m almost completely numb to the continual horror stories on the evening news. Which is probably why I didn’t pay attention to any of the details in the most recent tragedy at a clinic in Camp Liberty in Baghdad when five soldiers were murdered… Honestly, I simply assumed that it was another terrorist’s bombing. But this morning, I learned that it was actually an American soldier that killed his fellow soldiers. SMH.
I’m so excited for the summer! Despite the fact that I have not one but two weddings to attend (and suck the life out of my entertainment budget), I am really really trying to spend more time enjoying myself this go ’round.
Okay Rick Ross, first you’re outted as a fake drug lord and now you’ve been caught wearing the frugazzy Louis Vuitton sunglasses on the cover of XXL?? I am D-O-N-E.
We were dismayed to see the cover of the May 2009 issue of XXL Magazine, which features a photo of Rick Ross wearing a pair of sunglasses prominently featuring counterfeit Louis Vuitton trademarks. Because the photo has generated considerable confusion among your readers and Louis Vuitton customers among others, we feel it is important to clarify several points.
The first is that the sunglasses Mr. Ross is wearing were not made by Louis Vuitton, and in fact, are counterfeit. Louis Vuitton did not grant permission to Mr. Ross or to whoever did make the sunglasses to use our trademarks. The second is that no affiliation, sponsorship or association exists between Rick Ross or XXL and Louis Vuitton. The third is that counterfeiting is illegal.
Thank you for giving us the opportunity to correct the confusion.
Sincerely,
Michael D. Pantalony, Esq.
Louis Vuitton Malletier
Mmm-hmm, Jesus be the whiteboys that STAY lawyered up.
But seriously? What kinda shitshow are they running over there? Never in my nine years of journalism have I heard of someone wearing bootleg name brands on a freaking COVER. I mean sure, you can try and sneak it in a video but on a magazine cover? One that’s gonna sit on a newsstand for 5 weeks? And worse, people can take with them into the store? (Cause you know that’s how they got caught, right? Pookie and all his boys bumrushed their local LV store with cover in hand talkin’ bout, “We want dis right ‘ere.”
And as further proof XXL’s situation is 1-800-over, the mag’s website won’t allow folks to leave comments about or ping the post. DAYUM.
Unless… and you know this is just my conspiracy mind at work here but bear with me… What if the editors put him on the cover with the Canal Street special on purpose??? Uh-huh, yeah. You know, as a subliminal way of calling him a fraud?? Almost to say, if this fat fool really knew anything about the LV lines, he’d have known that he wasn’t rocking the real stuff??
No? Not so much? What you say? I’m over thinking it? Oh well, can’t say I ain’t try to help our folks out… NEXT.
So I’m getting ready to head to CHI and can I just say, my god, I hate packing.
Damn Elizabeth Edwards! Why don’t you tell us how you really feel about your husband’s affair, mistress and the illegitimate daughter he now has??
In yet addition of ‘White Women Are SO NOT Handling the Recession Well’- Whatchu know about old school Dallas star, Victoria Principal a.k.a Bobby’s wife Pam Ewing pulling a damn gun on her maid because wait on it… Maribel was taking too long to walk the dog!!
Okay so, I went in to pick up my bridesmaid dress this past Friday and lo and behold, that sucker still doesn’t fit: the strapless top is too big, the sash is too short to cinch and the entire backside is damn near see-through (yes, I know Toya wants a Super Sexy Second Wedding theme across the board but that does not include me being topless and ass out, homie). Sigh, so annoying. Cause it’s all fun and games till the wedding day when I wind up looking scandalous friend with no home training in all the photos.
With that said, I’m now on the hunt for shoes. Which in theory should be simple because the dress is black… yeah, not so much.
For whatever reason, I can’ seem to find a pair of black strappy, sparkly sandals with a four inch heel that 1) match the black in the dress (cause don’t you hate blatantly mismatched blacks) and 2) fit my feet comfortably.
And no, I can’t just “go get a pair from 9 West or Aldo,” dammit. Why? Because 9 West/ Aldo+Mitzi’s wide ass feet= severe pain. And after all the money I’m spending on this mess, I have no intention of spending half the night in my seat or worse being the girl that has to do the hot foot dance all the way home after the reception. (And you know exactly what I mean by hot foot- foot all twisted out, limping like someone smashed your toes with a sledgehammer and then pushed you unto a bed of hot coals.) No thank you.
So if you see any cute black sandals please let a sister know ASAP. I’ve only got 19 days to pull it together…