Bobbi Kristina, the daughter of Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown, tweeted the picture above yesterday with this caption:
Whitney! Stop haunting Bobby while dressed as The Ghost of Hot Messes Past for a second and come talk to your daughter.
I don’t even know where to begin with this one. When Bobbi Kristina and Nick Gordon got engaged, it was to a chorus of “ewwwwwwws” and “WWWS” (What Would Whitney Say) because Whitney raised them side by side after taking Nick in when he was 12. Even Cissy Houston, Whitney’s mom, drank from a cup of hate because she was worried Nick was a gold digger and only after the money Bobbi Kristina inherited when her mother died.
I usually like news about weddings. I start dreaming about open bars and occasions where I can wear something other than pajamas with flip flops. I can’t muster up any enthusiasm for this one and it’s not just the brother lover angle. The tweet Bobbi Kristina sent out had all the emojis you’d expect to find with a social media marriage announcement that didn’t even rate a decent Instagram filter. I also couldn’t figure out if that “YERP” was added by Bobbi, a tag from a website or if the Swedish Chef was giving this union his blessing.
The best thing that could come out of this is if Bobbi Kristina and Nick send out thank you notes that echo the lovely sentiments they left their former neighbor.
“You are shit at the bottom of our shoe. Thanks for the gravy boat.”