I type the term “mistress” and not “sidepiece,” because Dlisted is about class and dignity. What many of you might not know is that Michael K requires us all to wear Alexis Carrington knock-off outfits when we blog here. True story.
You know in Mary J. Blige’s video for “Family Affair” when she’s nonchalantly throwing lobster claws at the camera in that danceree? And you thought “wow, Mary J. Blige is being wasteful just flinging that expensive and delicious lobster all over the place,” right? Well, it turns out that the real wasteful one in Mary’s life was her ex-husband, Kendu Issacs.
Mary says (via court documents) that Kendu spent $420,000 on the lady he was seeing behind Mary’s back. THAT’S wasteful. Why is that wasteful, J. Harvey, you ask? Well, you should spend the majority of the money on the WIFE to keep everything copacetic AND to ensure that the missus is getting SOMETHING out of you being a no-good, lying, asshole tramp. It’s just self-preservation along with good manners.
TMZ (via Page Six) reports that Mary’s claiming that Kendu showered the other woman with cash, and officially wrote it off as “travel expenses.” But the only business going on was the kind that makes a wet spot on the bed afterward.
The queen of hip-hop soul also says she has no intention of continuing to support Kendu’s family and his children from another relationship. It sounds like Kendu spent most of his days playing PS4 and surfing Pornhub while Mary brought home the bacon. He’s demanding around $130K in spousal support, and I’m guessing he isn’t going to get it.
“I am not responsible for supporting [Martin’s] parents and his children from another relationship which he lists as ongoing monthly expenses,” Blige said in the legal papers.
Blige also alleged Martin “contributes absolutely nothing” to the couple’s estate, which is said to be “underwater” with $10 million in expenses.
It’s refreshing to see that Mary is keeping the toxic spill of divorce fairly contained so far. Despite the harsh feelings she has toward her ex and their ongoing legal battle, Mary still must have looked over at Mel B’s traumatic sinkhole of a divorce and thought “there’s no way I’m letting this sink to the level of psychosexual nanny games and secret storage containers full of homemade porn. Not today, Satan.”