Don’t Bambi and Scrappy look like that “RIDE OR DIE” couple from Compton? Ok East Point? Lol! Well, Bambi looks great! In fact according to our friends over at Rolling Out Bambi says “I know him well. I know him beyond TV. I can’t really base what he’s been through with them on how we’ll turn out,” Bambi told MadameNoir.com. Do you think Momma Dee is who Bambi needs to be worried about? Continue reading
Married to Medicine From left, Dr. Jacqueline Walters, Kari Wells and Toya Bush-Harris let the fireworks fly in this reality show in Atlanta on Bravo, Sunday nights at 9, Eastern and Pacific times; 8, Central time.
As quoted at : NY Times Digital Typically, Atlanta reality shows lampoon and sentimentalize the travails of the nouveau riche working in glossy public arenas like fashion, sports and music. “Married to Medicine” does the same thing, but in the supposedly more high-toned world of surgeons, gynecologists and psychiatrists — what one cast member calls “this prestigious lifestyle of being a doctor’s wife” — and its humor has a more classical feeling, reminiscent of a half-century of American social comedy or, more directly, the movies of Tyler Perry. For now, before the need to hold our interest leads to inflated outrageousness and the inevitable accusations of falsity, it’s playing like a pretty good sitcom. The laughs flow from the contrast between the pretensions on display in the cast members’ suburban McMansions and the vivid language used to puncture them — like all good reality TV, the show is its own best critic.
The two primary antagonists in the pilot are Toya, an emergency room doctor’s wife who is both awful and hilarious, and Quad, a psychiatrist’s wife who is new to the circle and immediately labeled low-class and hotheaded. “I can see ghetto from a mile away,” Toya tells the camera, her eyes flashing “I told you so.” “She probably dated a drug dealer at some point, and she lucked up on the doctor dude,” she continues. “At the grocery store.” Toya Bush-Harris pictured below.
The combative Quad, wearing her heart on her sleeve and delivering suspiciously well-cadenced, heart-tugging speeches about the barbarous way she’s treated, seems likeliest to emerge from this scrum with a continuing career — you can already see the spinoff in which she goes to work as a grief counselor or motivational speaker.
The most interesting figure, though, is the reserved, almost patrician Jackie — Dr. Jacqueline Walters, an obstetrician and gynecologist — who speaks, with a mixture of jaw-dropping condescension and shrewd self-awareness, for the dignity of the medical profession and the women of the New South.
September 13th @”Green Room”Actors Lounge 25-D Bennett, Atlanta (Behind Frank Ski’s)
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Just when you thought you knew everything about the former Rap City Host you learn he is also NOT known as the Human Beat Box but this man “be spittin rhymes” for real. Don’t believe me? Come check it out yourself. Rsvp ASAP!
Gabrielle “Gabby” Douglas, who just became the second black female gold medalist in the history of Olympics gymnastics, is representing her country proudly and with class and dignity. Sadly, the only thing some people can focus on is that her hair is not staying perfectly in place?!
She needs some gel and a brush…
Someone needs to give her a hair intervention…
She has to “represent”…
The swiftness by which some African Americans eagerly swarm and devour their own — and the level of venom, to boot — is dumbfounding as well as nonsensical. But it also reveals a level of undeniable and long-sustained self-revulsion that is nauseating as well as mystifying. Just what purpose did this serve? This young, 16-year-old girl is a once-in-a-generation athlete who is accomplishing things that have never been done before, but you can only see a few strands of locks out of place. I’m not the only one dismayed and mortified by this unprovoked slam on an elite, pioneering sports star. Monisha Randolph, who runs a blog called Sporty Afros, came correct when she said this:
“So what’s the big deal about Gabby’s hair? From what I am reading on Facebook and Twitter, many African American women who are SITTING and WATCHING Gabby compete believe her hair is not “kept,” Randolph writes. “Have we forgotten that Gabby is competing at Olympics XXX? This is not “America’s Next Top Model” that we’re watching. These ladies are participating in a global athletic competition. And the last time I checked when you play a sport, you sweat. I know I do. And when a black woman who has chosen to wear her hair straight begins to sweat, her hair will (not might) begin to revert back to its natural coily, curly, or kinky state. Does Gabby need to stop every five minutes to check her hair? No. When one experiences back-to-back intense workouts, that person learns what works best on their hair.”
Apparently not satisfied with that, he continued:
Douglas can perform aerial acrobatics that marvel the world and make her a darling of her sport, but she comes back to her own community and get taken apart like a bleeding zebra at a lion convention. This is the apex of ignorance and stupidity
Luckily, those critiquing Douglas’s hair (the kind of people who also probably criticized Dominique Dawes’ hair when she was the first black female to win gymnastic gold back in 1996, albeit before advent of social media) have awaken Douglas’ supporters by the truckloads. There’s a backlash, with many on Twitter defending the gymnast and rightfully blasting Douglas’ hair detractors:
Read the comments from supporters who came to Douglas’ defense against imbecilic and infantile hate, starting with this one below:
“Gabby Douglas got real hair and real Olympic. All y’all got is weaves and envy.”
Whitfield is making half a million dollars per season of the “Real Housewives of Atlanta” — or should I say “was” since she was unceremoniously escorted off the show last week — then how can she be broke today?
That first season proclamation that “men are intimidated by my success” and that she was looking for “seven figures” in her divorce settlement from former NFL star Bob Whitfield, came back to haunt her in a monumental way, especially since she has been fired from “RHOA” and wasn’t able to develop other streams of income. But she was making a half-million dollars per season.
So, again, we ask: how can Whitfield be broke if she was once in the upper percentile of money makers in America?
Well, let us count the ways: http://rollingout.com/entertainment/sheree-whitfield-formerly-of-real-housewives-of-atlanta-how-she-wound-up-broke/
How many people think Sheree should be the poster child for “Child Support Services?” Maybe she should be the Face of the Campaign with a Pickett sign in her hand for Single Moms. Or how many think she should just be the poster child for the “Georgia Department of Labor” perhaps giving instructions how to fill out applications for unemployment. She is going to be doing a LOT of practicing. Poor Poor Sheree! Literally! Thank Terry for the article. Be sure to click the link as Terry counts down the ways….