Sometimes I think these rappers and celebrities truly believe they’re living in some kind of world where ratchet behavior is acceptable. Because yesterday, a video surfaced of Love and Hip Hop: Hollywood cast member Safaree Samuels (aka Nicki Minaj’s ex and alleged ghost writer) apparently getting his ass kicked by a group of people who may or may not know Nicki’s other ex, rapper Meek Mill.
The annual Cannes amfAR Gala for AIDS research was held last night, and it’s an event that truly brings out the best attempts in fashion. This is what Nicki Minaj looked like, and I love it all. The Morticia Addams hair paired with the un-dead boudoir eleganza from Roberto Cavalli and the ten pounds of diamonds makes her look like Vampira’s money-hungry hustler sister Scampira. Watch out, rich dudes – she’ll suck the life out of you and your bank account!
Whenever I think of Nicki Minaj, I automatically picture the black version of Rapunzel with a weave so long, my nieces could play Double Dutch from opposite ends of the street. And with her ass so overly inflated, I’m surprised she hasn’t floated far, far away to dine with Shrek, Fiona and Donkey yet. In other words, she’s saying “go away now I’m tired of you.”
Nicki Minaj got a little attention on social media this weekend, and for the first time in a long time, it wasn’t for scratching at a foe. It was actually for a really good reason. If karma is real, then Nicki Minaj just maxed out her monthly limit like Tori Spelling with a new AmEx card.
As if Madonna needed to physically show us how thirsty she is. We know, girl!
Every year, Madonna descends upon the Met Gala with more excitement than a clown who just snorted a line of crushed espresso beans. Last night was no different. Madonna showed up in Duck Dy-Nasty camo couture, swigging something from a canteen. Who cares what the theme was; Madonna wanted to do drunk Bass Pro Shops beauty pageant queen, and so that’s what Madonna is gonna do.
Of course, Madonna did disappoint a teeny tiny bit. I’m of course talking about the fact that her ass – arguably the Met Gala’s most frequent guest – was nowhere to be seen last night. Given the theme of her ensemble, she could have taken it further by letting her ass cheeks flop around behind her like two plucked mallards. Madonna’s look was done by Jeremy Scott for Moschino, so I blame him for that.
The clap back track everyone was waiting for (and subsequently got bored waiting for, because it was taking too damn long) is finally here. Almost two weeks after Remy Ma lit a metaphorical paper bag filled with dog poop and put it on the door step of Nicki Minaj’s life, Nicki has a response to ShETHER.