No, ole’ girl has no idea who that is, but random people are always throwing their arms around her to take a picture with her, because she’s just got it like that. Naturally.
The subway is already a fucked up cave of insanity where the crazies get crazier and where I’m always afraid I’m just one side-eye away from getting pushed in front of a speeding train. But it got even more insane when Jay-Z and a squad of bald bodyguards mingled with the peons at the Canal Street Station to take the R train to Brooklyn for his show at the Barclays Center. Necole Bitchie posted a video of people damn near trampling over each other to raise their iPhone at Blue Ivy Carter’s creator:
What a mess. Can you imagine? Your nerves are already splintered from trying to successfully swipe your Metro Card while a line behind you kills you with their eyes and then you get pushed and shoved by a bunch of hos who want to get to Jay-Z? The subway is for people trying to get somewhere. It’s not for STUNT QUEEN celebrities who think they’re being cute by riding with the regulars. It’s a good thing subway cars aren’t decorated with mink seats, cashmere walls and Diptyque candles, because then Beyonce wouldn’t taken the R train too and it would’ve been an even bigger mess.