The “Anaconda” rapper has hired the bartender sisters accusing Cardi of a brawl for her latest music video for “Good Form” featuring Lil Wayne. The sisters, named Baddie Gi and Jade, appear at the 40-second mark of the video.
Baddie and Jade previously accused Cardi of ordering an attack on them because she believed her husband, rapper Offset, had slept with Jade. They had been pouring drinks at Angels Strip Club in Flushing on Aug. 29 when the “I Like It” rapper allegedly chucked a hookah pipe and drinking glasses at them.
Members of Cardi’s crew, meanwhile, hurled chairs and bottles, leaving the sisters with injuries. Both sisters denied sleeping with Offset.
Cardi turned herself in to police in October and was charged with two counts of reckless endangerment and one count of third-degree assault.
Minaj and Cardi’s beef dates back to the release of Migos‘ “MotorSport,” after which Minaj accused Cardi of disrespecting her and making her cry. Cardi denied dissing Minaj, saying Minaj was the one who hurt her feelings and allegedly attempted to sabotage her career and use her fans (the Barbz) to attack her.
At the end of October, however, both rappers seemed to hold up olive branches.
“Ok you guys, let’s focus on positive things only from here on out. We’re all so blessed,” Minaj tweeted. “I know this stuff is entertaining & funny to a lot of people but I won’t be discussing this nonsense anymore. Thank you for the support & encouragement year after year. Love you.”
Cardi posted a screenshot of Minaj’s tweet, remarking, “Alright then! Let’s keep it positive and keep it pushing!”
Shown here in 1948, then-Jacqueline Bouvier worked hard to hone a style that would serve her well as First Lady.
By: Kristine Crane/The American in Italia
I have my mother’s dark, deep-set eyes, and also her long, thick eyelashes.
Some years ago, I was a model for Halloween. In real life, I am pretty and petite, but not model material, apart from perhaps my piano hands and my soulful eyes, even if one of the eyes is “lazy,” which my mother discovered when I was a toddler.
At an Armani makeover in New York, I was told that my lashes were my strongest feature, and to always wear mascara to accentuate them. A boyfriend said he could hear them click together when I slept.
Since I never had genuine modeling aspirations, Halloween seemed like a good occasion to indulge my modeling itch. So, I signed up for a competition that I could neither win, nor really even be judged at. Through a friend, I snuck into a Halloween day modeling event for high school girls at the Rockville Hilton Hotel in suburban Washington, D.C.
“Are you someone’s mother?” the woman at check-in asked me. Mortified, I stammered that I’d just missed the day for my own age category (which I don’t think existed, since I was 33-years-old). Then I excused myself to the bathroom, and thought about not coming out. I gave myself a little pep talk inside the stall: You’re only doing this for yourself anyway. Come on. Corraggio. Slipping into Italian always gave me extra oomph when I most needed it.
My mother’s death nine months earlier had triggered my own personal makeover. In her youth, she’d looked like Jacqueline Kennedy, so perhaps I wanted to redeem her beauty.
My modeling mission went deeper than wanting to look good. My mother’s death nine months earlier had triggered my own personal makeover. In her youth, she’d looked like Jacqueline Kennedy, so perhaps I wanted to redeem her beauty. My mother had also groomed me to dress well. Not surprisingly, order in my life generally begins in my closet.
At the time, I was living in Washington, a polished town and a good place to revamp a wardrobe because of its blend of high-end and boho stores. I could dream at Saks Fifth Avenue and then get my fix at Annie Creamcheese, a vintage store in Georgetown. For everyday clothes, I went to Filene’s Basement, or Nordstrom Rack.
My friend Hope helped me with my makeover. Tall, lanky, and Caribbean-American, he’d been a model in New York City, and he taught me how to walk down a catwalk. He imparted self-care habits such as eating preservative-free food, drinking purified water and maintaining good posture, along with the importance of self-love. “You’ve got to love yourself when no one else will,” he once said, quoting the actor Terrence Howard, while looking at himself in my mirror.
That message resonated, as I was just beginning to navigate a world without my mother, the one source of unconditional love in my life. The world seemed like a much pricklier place in her absence. I clashed with my roommates. I argued with my colleagues. I fought with my family. I resented the world without my mother in it. Ultimately, I suppose, I clashed with myself.
The prep room at the modeling event was a sea of prom dresses and hair spray, with mothers anxiously helping their daughters get ready. Fortunately, we could bring our own outfits to model in, and I chose a mix of vintage and H&M clothes, plus some pieces from Italy, including a pair of tall light brown leather boots that hugged my calves. But my outfits, I quickly learned, mattered not. It was all about how I wore them.
The bright lights felt blinding as I approached the catwalk. I was wearing a sexy black knit H&M dress, but the look on my face was one of panic and self-consciousness. I heard snickering and laughter as I walked down the catwalk, scurrying to the end, where a photographer snapped away.
There were four rounds, which got progressively better as I relaxed. By the last round, the swimsuit round, I was both happy that the event was almost over, and toughened up enough not to care what anyone thought. I’d invested the least in my swimsuit — a last-minute H&M purchase, with a stringy aquamarine cover-up that I normally would have thought looked too revealing, and cheap, to wear in public.
Perhaps remembering Hope’s words about self-love, or finally ceding to what I’d come for, I walked down the catwalk with confidence, grace, and an unwavering look at the audience. Miraculously, they looked back at me in kind. I realized then that the world looks back at you the way you look at it. I was finally beginning to mother myself.
Kristine Crane is Deputy Editor of The American and the author of the “L’Americana” column. She lives and writes in North Central Florida. She was formerly a Fulbright scholar and journalist in Rome, where she helped found” The American.” She is originally from Iowa City. y
He said no on Thanksgiving Day. Many of us after eating ourselves into a food coma just wants one thing, sleep! Rebecca Lynn Phelps of New Fort Richie Florida wasn’t sleepy. In fact, she wants some adult interaction with her boyfriend. To motivate him, she grabbed his goodies. But her boo wasn’t in the mood and turned over and went back to sleep.
Trust me! “No, is not your final answer!
Rebecca doubles down and tries to motivate her boyfriend. Who pretending to be sleep. She taps on his leg and when he doesn’t respond, she attacks. Scratching her boyfriend on his left eye causing it to swell and turn black and blue. Her boyfriend told her to stop or he was going to call the police, which set her off more. Rebecca then scratched her boyfriends arm and he started bleeding
I never touched him, she told police
Deputies say a witness inside the home did not see what happened, but heard her boyfriend yelling at Rebecca “Stop hitting me” and then the witness heard a smack.
Ms Phelps was arrested for misdemeanor domestic battery charge and had to pay $100 bond to get out of Jail
But wait, there’s more!
In September 2017, Rebecca smacked a man for rejecting her advances. She hit him so hard that it left redness on his face.” She also allegedly scratched the man’s arm, causing it to bleed.
Prosecutors subsequently declined to pursue the case against Phelps. It is unclear whether the victim in the 2017 matter is the same man in the current case.
So far, so good in season 11. No major fights, and yes we are still missing Kenya.
Last night, we begin with Kandi and Todd at Dr Jackie’s office. Kandi has a couple of eggs and it seem they want another child, via surrogate. Early in the season daughter Riley said, they don’t need anymore children due to their busy scheduled. Todd, thinks they should have two surrogates , just in case. However, Dr Jackie brought him down from that cloud,when she told him a surrogate could cost any where from ninety to one hundred and thirty thousand. Kandi, said someone told her a surrogate would cost thirty five grand.
Eva, Eva, Eva is talking with her man Mike about the wedding, and Eva wants Nene to go shopping with her. She seems to have a lot of respect for Nene. Eva also wants security at this wedding. ( Could it be her Krazy baby daddy- Kevin McCall?)
“Porsha Meets Mama Gina”
Hey, hey, hey! Mama’s look out for their sons and I’m living for Mama Gina’s old school -“Ain’t nobody got TYME for this” shade! She was direct and couldn’t be shook.
We’ve heard though Kandi’s grapevine that Dennis McKinley moves quick with his women. So after a few months, Dennis introduces his lovely mother Gina to meet Porsha. Porsha, is trying to control her crazy azz giddyness. But Mama is intense. You could almost see the steam rising from the table.
Seconds after sitting down, Porsha gives Gina a birthday gift (“oh you shouldn’t have”) It’s a Louis Vuitton Wallet. It could have just been a piece of lettuce. Gina could care less about a Wallet or anything else. Dennis and Porsha failed at trying to change the conversation.
She wants to know whats going on. So are you two in love already? You aren’t moving to the alter too quick are you?‘ Has Mama Gina been down this road before? ‘So how do you all feel about prenups?‘ Porsha nearly choked on her wine. Let’s be clear, Mama Gina ain’t no joke. “Ain’t no mountain high”
“The Ladies Who Lunch”
Cynthia seems happy with her long distance man Mike Hill . They have their own hashtag #Chill She is having a BBQ with all the ladies and their friends.
Nene and Marlo arrives first. With our Marlo still being Extra Extra! Cynthia tells the other women that Eva has been spreading the rumor that she paid for her former boyfriend Will to date her.
On route to Cynthia House, is Porsha and her sister Lauren and Shamea Morton. Porsha had filled Shamea in on all the smack Eva talked about her the last time everyone hung out. Porsha tells a pregnant Shamea about stuff Eva has said about her and then tells her to be cool .
Eva, has been shady this season targeting Cynthia For weeks, I’ve been wondering would she go up against the heavyweights Nene and Marlo. Well tonight she’s hot air. Because she couldn’t take on Cynthia.
Marlo picked at her during a horrible game called “Pass the Peach” a southern version of “Truth or Dare” Calling Eva a liar. Why exactly are we a liar?“Eva shouted. “But you’re definitely extra, and sometimes, you’re extra when it’s not appropriate,” Eva replied. Marlo shot back, “Well, it’s not appropriate to be basic. You’re basic, darling.” leaving Nene to say ,Eva looked stupid. Don’t mess with the heavyweights.
The blogs weren’t overjoyed by the former newest cast member Shamari DeVoe last week. She came on to strong. Perhaps her biggest sin is she seems to have an overblown view of herself and her husband Ronnie (The Legend) DeVoe.
In her second week she is giving us a little Phaedra Parks, as she is planning an over the top birthday party for her twin sons who are turning one. We see her at bakery with Mother DeVoe (the mother of the Legend) where they are choosing a cake for the party. The shrewd, bakery employee suggested two cakes one for each child. $950.00 will that be cash or charge?
This week she gives us a little insecurity and vulnerability as she seems to want the approval of Mother DeVoe. Who is very protective of her high profile son. She seems to be very open, perhaps too open as she shares details of her husbands infidelity with Mother DeVoe and later with the ladies at Cynthia’s her choice to have an open marriage where she would explore relationships with women*
*Her hubby (The Legend) said she could only be with women.
So what do we think about Shamari and Eva?
Leave, your comments
See ya next Monday
Last week, we met the newest Shamari Devoe and the fans were less than impressed
Actually Hyundai’s Kona is already here and is being sold all over the United States and Canada. However, the Kona EV (Electric Vehicle) initially will only be sold in the Golden State. The New Hyundai’s funky looking subcompact SUV was introduced last spring.
Subcompact SUV’s are on fire and the Kona is what the struggling car maker needed. Hyundai, Kia, Genesis group is car rich and SUV poor at a time when more people are buying SUV’s
Hyundai’s Kona is the first vehicle sold with a combustion engine and an all electric engine. Hyundai says the Kona will have an electric range of 258 miles, which is higher than Nissan, the new Jaguar, the future Audi E tron and Chevy’s Bolt. The only electric vehicle has a longer range, is Tesla.
Pricing for the Kona EV starts at $37,000 before the $7500 Federal Tax Credit (for purchasers of an electric car ). The Electric Kona should be on sales early next year, however only in California and eventually to the rest of the country.
Tesla’s Model 3 is a bonafide hit. Out selling established players like, the Ford Fusion and the Nissan Altima. As a result, by the time the Kona hits the market Tesla buyers tax credit will be cut in half. Tesla says they plan to sell a basic Model 3, at $35,000 base price, however this model with have a range of 220 miles.
Yes Matilda, an Electic Car is in your future
Like the Model 3, Kona EV is a hit before it hits showrooms. Hyundai says, there is currently a 10 month wait for the electric vehicle. While there isn’t much of a demand for cars these days there is a huge demand for electric vehicles.
Tesla’s Model 3, sold more cars than the entire brand of Mercedes, BMW, and Audi. The Model 3, is the fifth bestselling car in the US, only the Toyota Camry, Honda Civic, Honda Accord, and the Toyota Corolla is out selling the Model 3 and the average price of the Model 3 is more than double of those makes.
Volkswagen, Mercedes-Benz and Volvo have committed billions to the Electric market. Mercedes Benz may jointly build electric cars with Tesla. Volkswagen and Ford are talking about jointly building electric cars.
Big Man Rides
While I haven’t completed a full test of the combustion Kona, I like the funkyness of the car But it is a subcompact. Leg room for this 6.4 giant was just ok, and its a narrow vehicle . It was tolerable but only for small jonts. It put together well and rides well for a subcompact . For big people the nice driving yet homely Chevy Bolt has more room and the price for the two are nearly the same , however the driving range on the Hyundai is a little longer. Average sized people wont have issue with the Kona.
As for SUV’s the Hyundai Kona is exceptional. Its the only Subcompact SUV that offers two engine choices, and the only Subcompact that offers 4 wheel drive* *The Kona EV will is only offered as a two wheel drive car.
So if you live in the other 49 states and want a Hyundai Kona EV you’ll have to wait. and if you live in the Golden State and want a Hyundai Kona EV, you’ll need to zip on down to your nearest Hyundai dealer and leave your deposit. What we learned from the Tesla, the line will only grow longer.
We’ve been dealing with Trump’s lies all wrong. We’ve been totaling them up — 6,420 over 649 days, according to the Washington Post! We’ve been parsing and categorizing them — Trump’s statements are regularly found “false,” or “misleading,” or it “needs context,” or it “lacks evidence,” or it’s “exaggerated,” or a claim “contradicts earlier statements.” We’ve been comparing his firehose of lies to the scant misstatements by past presidents — remember how Republicans reacted when during the fight over healthcare, Obama said “you can keep your doctor”? We caught him in a lie! Yipee!
We’ve been fretting about what to call them — The New York Times famously made news with the first time they used the word “lie” in September, 2016 to describe Trump’s “birther” claims about President Obama, and since then has been sparing in the use of the word. The rest of the media has followed the Times
Whole treatises have been written about why Trump lies, profiling him psychologically, looking back at his habit of lying as a businessman when he called reporters and pretended to be a PR man representing himself. Speculation abounds: he does it because he can; it’s all part of a grand strategy; he’s clever; he’s foolish; he can’t tell the difference between truth and lies; he quite literally can’t help himself.
But what we haven’t done is look at what Donald Trump’s lies have done to him. They’re backfiring, and he’s showing signs that he knows they’re beginning to hurt him.
His lie that the Mueller investigation is a “witch hunt” is working only for his base. An October poll by CNN found that about 60 percent of the public supports the Mueller investigation, while about a third if the public “consider it an effort to discredit Trump’s presidency.
But keeping the base energized has a big downside. He has thrown everything he could think of at the wall, and the problem is, it stuck, and now he’s stuck. He can’t fire Mueller because he has made such a big deal about Mueller’s investigation being a “witch hunt” that if he fired him now, it would be an admission of guilt. Trump’s near constant barrage of attacks on Robert Mueller have only served to make him look like he’s got something to hide. He succeeded in backing himself into a corner he can’t get out of, and he did it the same way he does everything else: with lies and an outsized ego.
Trump has the same problem with his appointment of Matthew Whitaker as attorney general. He spent so much time yelling about Jeff Sessions recusing himself from the Russia investigation that firing Sessions isn’t just suspect, it’s yet another admission of guilt. Trump has hobbled Whitaker fatally when it comes to handling Mueller. Anything he touches will be suspect. All because Trump has lied and lied about Russia, and lied and lied about Mueller.
Whitaker is sitting over there at the Department of Justice in his big office, and he’s surrounded by people who worked with and for Mueller when he was director of the FBI. He was FBI director from September 2001 to September 2013. That’s 12 years. You make a lot of friends in 12 years. You engender a lot of loyalty. All of those years of service to the country as director of the FBI aren’t going to evaporate because some hack who used to own nursing homes and sat on the board of a scam company in the patent business moved his office two doors down.
Trump has painted himself into the same corner with his continual lying about his willingness to be interviewed by Mueller and his investigators. In a scene from Bob Woodward’s “Fear” John Dowd, Trump’s lawyer, put the president through a mock interview on January 27 of this year. Trump lashed out after only a few minutes being peppered with the type of questions Special Counsel Robert Mueller would ask, calling the whole investigation “a goddamn hoax.” Trump then told Dowd he didn’t want to testify. By March, Trump had changed his mind and told Dowd he would be “a real good witness” in an interview with Mueller. “I’m afraid I just can’t help you,” Dowd replied to Trump, according to Woodward. He resigned the next day.
Now comes news that Trump spent three days last week in “intense” meetings with his lawyers as they crafted responses to written questions from Mueller’s investigators. Trump told reporters at the White House last Friday that he was crafting the responses to Mueller’s questions himself. “My lawyers are not working on that. I write answers. My lawyers don’t write answers. I answered the questions very easily. Very easily,” Trump said in answer to a shouted question after a bill signing. Then on Sunday, he told Fox News host Chris Wallace that he “probably” won’t answer questions from Mueller in person.
Yes he will. No he won’t. Yes he will, probably. No he won’t, maybe. The man who said repeatedly he wasn’t afraid to answer Mueller’s questions turns out to be a man with a lot to hide.
The trap Trump has put himself in with Mueller mirrors the trap he found himself in right after he was elected. If as many believe Trump made a deal with the Russians to lift sanctions in return for their help in his election campaign in 2016, that deal died with his election. As the number of contacts between the Trump campaign and prominent Russians like Ambassador Sergey Kislyak became known, the chances of Trump making good on lifting the sanctions approached and then became zero. When it was learned that Trump campaign adviser Michael Flynn promised Kislyak that Trump would lift sanctions as soon as he took office, the deal was off. The minute Trump killed the sanctions, he would confirm his guilt in accepting help from the Russians in his election. It was another trap of his own making.
And now Trump finds himself trapped not only by his own lies, but by those of Vladimir Putin and Mohammed bin Salman. Trump is stuck with Putin’s denials that he ordered the poisoning of two Russian dissidents in Great Britain last March just as he’s stuck with his denials that Russia interfered in our elections in 2016. And he’s stuck with Mohammed bin Salman’s denials about the killing of Washington Post contributor Jamal Khashoggi. First the Saudis said he was still alive, then they said he died in an accident, then they claimed he was killed by “rogue agents,” and now they’re left with denying that the murder was ordered by Crown Prince Mohammed bin Salman.
Trump has been with them all the way. He never accepted his own intelligence agencies’ assessment that the Russians interfered with our elections, and now he won’t accept the CIA’s report that bin Salman ordered Khashoggi’s death.
Why? Putin and bin Salman both probably have something on Trump, but that’s not it. He is trapped by the lies of others just as much as he is by his own lies because to admit anything at this point is deadly. Donald Trump has good reason to be terrified. The sky really is falling.
LUCIAN K. TRUSCOTT IV
Lucian K. Truscott IV,a graduate of West Point, has had a 50-year career as a journalist, novelist and screenwriter. He has covered stories such as Watergate, the Stonewall riots and wars in Lebanon, Iraq and Afghanistan. He is also the author of five bestselling novels and several unsuccessful motion pictures. He has three children, lives on the East End of Long Island and spends his time Worrying About the State of Our Nation and madly scribbling in a so-far fruitless attempt to Make Things Better. He can be followed on Facebook at The Rabbit Hole and on Twitter @LucianKTruscott.
In 1894, John Harvey Kellogg created a food that he thought would be healthy for the patients of a Sanitarium where he was the Superintendent in Battle Creek Michigan.
The cereal was made by toasting flakes of corn .
In 1906, he started a business making corn flakes, and by 1914 its was sold all over the United States, today its sold all the world.
I was introdued to Kelloggs when I was four or five. This was well before Fruit Loops or Lucky Charms and other sugary cereals. I digress, I forgot “Tony the Tiger” the mascot, the spokestiger of “Sugar Frosted Flakes.
Kelloggs Corn Flakes is my comfort food, its not a part of my daily diet, but there is always a box in my pantry. Its there in a pinch. I have a bowl if I’m super stressed. It’s calming and familar. Perhaps its reminds me of my mom. But its there when I need it… A bowl of Kelloggs Corn Flakes, not Post Toasties or some generic corn flakes, Kelloggs.
Researching this story, I found an interesting tidbit. In addition to Kelloggs, Post Cereal was also founded in Battle Creek Michigan, the cereal capital of the world. Charles William Post was a patient at the Battle Creek Sanitarium where Mr Kellogg was the Superintendent.
A year after Kellogg developed corn flakes, Mr Post developed a drinkable cereal called Postum. Two years after Kellogg’s corn flakes went to market. Post Toasties was introduced and so was a rivalery.
While Kelloggs is my choice of corn flake I find Post Raisin Brand superior to Kelloggs Raisin Brand.
The defination of “Comfort Food” is food that provides a nostalgic or sentimental value to someone, and may be characterized by its high caloric nature, high carbohydrate level, or simple preparation. The nostalgia may be specific to an individual, or it may apply to a specific culture.