This last weekend I was at the Cardi B concert at the Lakeview Amphitheater. It was an AMAZING time of twerking, drinking and making my father ashamed of me once again. I expected to make memories, maybe even blackout, but NEVER in my wildest dreams did I imagine I would be offered an amazing opportunity... Continue Reading →
Keeping it real, I’m pretty sure one of my girlies is lowkey racist
I really gotta stop tuning out my girlies and start listening to the nonsense they are saying. Because if I don't, they gonna end up on the Shade Room being called a racist. I don't know if they are just uneducated or maybe subtle racism turns them on, either way this shit needs to end!... Continue Reading →
Can you heffers leave skinny TT alone
I am just at a loss of words for how society is treating skinny minnie TT. Either they are sexually assaulting her physically and/or verbally. Or they are just being downright mean due to the fact they are jealous of all the attention TT now gets. Skinny TT was every girls biggest fear. During her... Continue Reading →
Two dozen roses, white claws and a Tiffany necklace and they haven’t even met, is he Prince Charming or a Ted Bundy
My skinny minnie co-worker wrongly thought this years Valentines Day will consist of her eating Ice Cream while crying herself to sleep again. BOY WAS SHE WRONG. Her new bumble mystery mans surprised her at work with a Valentines Day miracle. She STILL waiting on gifts her past boyfriends promised her but "lost". Show me... Continue Reading →
Ummm baby girl, I think your fiancé is an illegal immigrant
I always get random calls. May it be from one of my girlies asking me if its cool their new mans live with their baby mama(its not). Or one of my baby girls with a tax question that turns into me having to tell them their fiancé is an illegal immigrant and that's why he... Continue Reading →
No one forgot to invite you, its called shade, learn about it
Unless you are friends with some old ass people who have memory issues, your friends didn't forget to invite you to painting with a twist, they just don't fucks with you anymore. That lack of invite is called SHADE. Think about what YOU did to be in this situation. I'm over people saying "Oh I... Continue Reading →
Not my dick, not my bank account, NOT MY DRAMA
I really need to learn to keep my opinions to myself. Yeah my opinion is always right and in the end my baby girls realize that. But I'm too old & grown to be feeling a type of way of who my girlies date. If they ain't blowing me, it doesn't involve me. Yeah these... Continue Reading →
Honey it ain’t the side bitches fault your mans cheated
It always amuses me to see how people handle being cheated on. Do they dump the deadbeat and pull a How Stella Got Her Groove Back. Or do they look dumb as fuck by getting back with the dude and forever getting hostile when you see the side hoe. You look dumb BITCH! Doing his... Continue Reading →
I get bank alerts for ALL transactions cause my baby girls mans got sticky fingers
Why can't my girlies call me and say, "Daddy I fell in love, he's a doctor and his family is loaded I'm so happy lets go to Ibiza". I wish. Instead I get calls like, "I found out he has a kid", or "He didnt text me back cause he got locked up" or my... Continue Reading →
The man I married 20 years ago is a piece of shit today: Why I’m team Prenup
It's sad to say but we truly live in a trust no mans society. The home boy you met 20 years ago who swept you off your feet, is now sadly a coke feen, taking $20's from your purse to buy an eight ball. HOW SAD. I bet you wish you had a prenup Becky.... Continue Reading →