I rarely do “Caption This” posts, preferring to titillate bore you with my dazzling words. But this picture, spotted at Celebrity Babylon, begs a different sort of treatment. It was bad enough when a young Justin Combs was caught , but the glint in the eyes of little D’Lila Star or Jessie James as she holds her Daddy’s platinum card is proof that Diddy is breeding a generation of dangerous mini-hims.
Please, weigh in with captions. The best one wins a prize!*
*My undying respect.
• Get over yourself, Mr. Party Promoter. Diddy’s bodyguards beat everyone up. [IHT]
• DC blacks are losing their power in the city, and most of them aren’t happy about it. [
• A new magazine just called Noir Chef, and it’s for and about African American chefs. If you watched the Food Network you probably wouldn’t think there were any. [PRweb]
• Gender and race continue to obsess political journalists. [USAT]
• Sirius radio’s expanding its lineup with something tasteful. []
Sarah Chapman, Diddy’s woman-on-the-side, named the not-so-secret daughter she had with her not-so-secret lover, Chance. As in, “baby, you will have all of the “Chances” Mommy didn’t, because I made sure your daddy was the third richest man in hip hop!”
Over the past year, Combs’ reps repeatedly denied to us that he’d fathered the child with Atlanta beauty Sarah Chapman. Combs now tells us he’d been holding off on acknowledging Chance as his blood until DNA tests had been completed.
“At first, I wasn’t sure if this was my child,” he said. “Now that it has become clear she is, I will take care of her for the rest of her life.”
Or maybe Diddy has just been holding off on acknowledging Chance until the shit hit the fan and both of his baby mama’s started blabbing to any magazine or blog that would print their quotes.
The most unfortunate thing is that little Chance has two sisters who are shockingly close to her age, but it’s not likely she’ll ever really get to meet them. Oh well, she’ll have all the toys money can buy!
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Terrence “T.P.” Howard will never learn. Gabby Union? . And considering the rumors about how many guys she actually is into, T.P. should probably take that as a major insult.
Spywitnesses at Spotlight Live in Times Square Tuesday say the actor tried to turn up the heat with Gabrielle Union, but she wouldn’t simmer. Maybe that’s because she’s already with the Miami Heat’s Dwyane Wade, not to mention past liaisons with Derek Jeter and Howard’s “Crash” co-star Ludacris. She rocked as Diddy took the stage at the industry’s weekly karaoke confab in the high-tech club.
On second thought, T.P. probably likes women who don’t like him, just because they won’t try to have sex with him and break his celibacy vow. I just figured it all out!
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Dear Bill O’Reilly,
I wondered about this letter. I might have said all I needed to say to you in previous posts. And even that might have been too much. There’s really no reasoning with an egotistical maniac liar who has made a career out of being a bully.
As I said yesterday in in a post about Diddy (not a gangster rapper, incidentally, but I’m sure you would call him that if given the opportunity), that most people don’t get to a high level of success by being nice. In your case, you got to where you are by not really telling the truth and building a reputation as a belligerent curmudgeon who is hateful to anyone that dares disagree with you.
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You have to be much smarter than Diddy to reach his level of financial and professional success without being mean. The ass hole thing has worked for him up until this point — why should he stop now?
A witness outside downtown hot spot GoldBar the other night said, “He walked right up to the door girl with four other people in his crew. When she asked him how many people he was with, Diddy just called her a ‘[bleep]ing bitch’ and opened the velvet rope and let himself through.”
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Shiny-suit rappers! Skinny Mariah! The Lox sharing the screen with Puffy! Puffy’s name was still Puffy! Pre-Jesus Mase! The remix video for Mariah Carey’s “Honey” contains quite a few blasts from the past. It’s nice to see that Mariah and Puffy were once so chummy, now that the cutthroat, no-holds-barred women’s fragrance wars are threatening to rip them apart.
Just kidding.
Knowing the scent of free publicity when it hits their nostrils, Mariah’s publicists pounced on Diddy’s public declaration that his new fragrance, Unforgivable Woman, is better than their client’s celebrity perfume, not to mention Jennifer Lopez, Britney Spears, and Gwen Stefani’s. Here’s what M.C. had to say in a press release.
“I heard about this competition, and I wish Puff all the best with his new fragrance, but I think we’re actually appealing to different types of women. M by Mariah Carey is about being unforgettable, not unforgivable. It’s not about a ménage à trois or a one night stand, it’s for the woman who wants the man to fall in love with her immediately, stay in love, and treat her like royalty.”
She’s got a point about the whole unforgettable/unforgivable thing, but if her fragrance does all that, she must not be wearing it.
At last night’s Unforgivable Woman launch party (which seemed a lot classier than Diddy’s feature-length commercial for the new fragrance) Beyonce reluctantly flashed her new brown locks to the cameras. I’ll admit, the look’s growing on me. After the jump, check out more pictures from the party, including Aretha Franklin posing enthusiastically with an Unforgivable bottle and Eartha Kitt, for the second time in one day.
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