Dear Tanisha Thomas, I don’t give a shit how expensive it is or how many poor Brazilian girls sold their hair to make it happen…this weave looks stupid as hell. Stop buying it. You’re making girls everywhere think they want to walk around looking like a monochromatic version of Neapolitan ice cream.
First it was two colours, now it’s three…next time you’re going to walk around lookin’ like Rainbow Dash. At what point does a weave cease to be a weave and become a costume instead? Ugh, let’s have a moment of silence for all that good hair gone to waste.
Also, I’d like to clarify something. Just because tv people who bought up rights to 15 year old garbage are in the midst of re-writing nostalgia from the 1990s to give everyone who sucked ass the first time around a go at all the kids born in 1990 who want to pretend they’re nostalgic about something they couldn’t possibly remember doesn’t mean you should get too carried away.
Ray J is 32 years old.
Since when did Ray J have a significant music career beyond a couple of mediocre singles in the hopes of riding on his sister’s coat tails in the late 90’s/early 00’s, and a failed attempt at fame whoring through musical controversy at Kim and Kanye’s expense (didn’t work, or break top 50 in the USA…lol). Sure, Ray J has logged a lot of hours on VH1…but not because of his music…HA!
Huge R&B Star? No, here, let me tell you what everyone else is thinking (but won’t tell you because they like it when you give them free stuff…lol) your sister, Brandy was a huge R&B star, you’re just the guy who fucked Kim Kardashian.
Sorry…gotta keep it 100.
Anyway, everyone knows the only reason anyone sat through 2 episodes of this bullshit was to see Rocky and Shannon…
…who looked like two rejects ready to rush the stage at a Kesha concert.
Also, can we please put a moratorium on the phrase, “at the end of the day” I’m tired of hearing it in reality television as some sort of “omg listen to me I’m so intense and this is the end all be all of epiphanies…” and hearing people in real life regurgitate it like they’re some sort of fucking guru. It’s obnoxious as hell.
Let this serve as notice to you, “at the end of the day” is the new “hella” …seriously.
Anyway, grats to winner Jennifer Hardwick…and yes, I totally called it.
Oh, and for the record, I think she knew she was pregnant the entire time…way to winning…HA!