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What was the real drama between danity kane? Diddy said there was drama goin on with audrea and the Ebony & Ivory clique (aubrey & d.woods)..he says it was in gossip magazines an websites but i don't think i ever saw anything that said there was drama between them..all i ever saw is the gossip sites bashing on aubrey on how much of a hoe she is..socan someone please fill me in on what drama he is talking about..thank you | Basically it boils down to the fact that Aubrey was pursuing other options and didn't consult with Diddy about the image she was presenting. She was giong the more scantily clad route and also her attitude was a little crappy...telling Diddy that management should talk to them when they want to do a project with someone alone...well, on that I thought Diddy was right and that he should never have to check in with the girls. If they had a problem, they should ask management about it. I think the drama Diddy was referring to between A&A was because Aundrea was frustrated with Aubrey pursuing so many other venues other than being in the band and Aundrea was happy to live her dream of being in the band. I think she felt that Aubrey was being disrespectful in pursuing so many other outlets - broadway, modeling, provocative interviews with men's mags, a clothing line - it all took focus off of the group.
Generally though, the attitude from Aubrey was much different than the attitude of the rest of the girls. She seemed like she was always pissed off at Diddy and wasn't very respectful when they were in meetings. I'm sure that some of it was justified, but Diddy is one of those guys where his ego is far too big to deal with someone acting like a diva. He told her last season that he didn't like her hair and how she was portraying herself and she's continued on that. Whereas, when he told Shannon that he didn't like her red/brown hair she changed it back blond.
I think the way that Diddy went about it though was pretty rotten, although it was predictable with the way that Aubrey was talking to him. If she really had problems, she should have tried to talk with him in private so that he wouldn't have felt like he had to kick her out of the group when she was disrepectful and questioning his methods.
Also Dawn was just quoted in an article saying that Aubrey just posed topless for a men's mag and says she likes porn, hangs out with Jenna Jameson, etc. Dawn said they had just been at an event for 13-14 year olds and that the image that Aubrey was portraying wasn't a good role model for young girls. | Ghetto Version of Snow White...? ok so for my english class, my teacher asked us to pick a fairy tale and re-write a different version. i picked Snow White. i decided i wanted it to be a ghetto version so i renamed it Bro White and the Seven Hoes. i have a few ideas but im having trouble with the following:
-names for the 7 hoes
-what brow white should should eat instead of the poisoned apple
-what he should look like(e.g snow white had lips red as blood, skin white as snow, and hair black as ebony)
-what the old lady should be replaced by(sumone said it should be flavor flav lol)
-i just remembered that i have to change the "Hoes" part becuz my teaccher said i couldnt say that lmao....
so yeah, if you can think of anything else that could be changed in the story feel free to do so cuz i need all the help i can get xD | "Easy" would be a good "Ho" name "Sleezy" "Dopey",Would still work ;) "Breezy" (I'm scaring myself ) Edit: CRAP!! Making me think for nothing.
he should eat some ribs.... | Black Americans and Eurocentric Beauty Standrads? I was in the local food store picking up some things for my mom and I was in a long long line and I was looking at some magazines like Jet, Ebony, Essence, Vibe Vixen, King, XXL, and Sista2Sista. I was looking at the women inside the hair ads and some of the models and celebirties and I noticed that most of the Black models actresses all looked the smae: they had light skin and long and striaght relaxed hair. What is up? I wrote a essay about this for my African American studies class about how Black people prefer light skin over dark skin. I myself, I have very "African" features, I have twists in my hair, chocolate skin, and a hourglass body. I'm just staring to appreaciate my Afro-latino hertage and my skin color. It's hard because there are barely any dark skinned actresses and you always see dark skinned women in Black movies and vidoes potrayed as the villain or the hoe. I'm tried of it. why can't the dark skinned girl be the love interest of the pretty girl? Why?? | This is very true.
I was born in the 70s and grew up in the 80s and there were many more shades and feautures then...
But now...fuhgetaboutit....
It is very sad...if more of us did what we did in the 1970s and 1980s and wrote to these companies, explaining that *ahem* black women do come in more than one shade, then it would stop again....
But many women of darker hue even believe in these standards....my mama and me and my sisters would write in (along with thousands of conscious sisters) and we are light.
It is ridiculous because all of us would be our natural dark hue except for miscegenation
Have a good day. | My Snow White story retelling.Thoughts? Sucks? Once upon a time, there were seven dwarfs – Bashful, Doc, Dopey, Grumpy, Happy, Sleepy and Sneezy – a beautiful princess who had skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and hair as black as ebony.
Every morning the dwarfs went into the mountains mining for gold, and in the evening they came back home when the bell sounded at exactly six o’clock.
“Time to go home to the *****,” Grumpy grunted.
“Don’t call her that.” Bashful blushed red.
“Don’t be such a doormat, Bashful,” Dopey growled.
“Shall we sing ‘Hi hoe, we’re home’?” Happy grunted.
“Nope,” Sneezy said, “Remember the last time we sang that?” They were all shut quiet and made their way home slowly.
**
Hundreds of miles away lived an evil queen. She had studied dark magic and acquired a magic mirror. She stood before it, gazing at her speciously beautiful appearance. “Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the evilest of them all?” She eagerly awaited the mirror to speak her name.
“Snow White,” it said.
“Why, thank you…Wait, what’d you mean, ‘Snow White’?” she yelled at the mirror. “She can’t possibly be the evilest!”
“She is.”
“Absurd!” shouted the queen.
“It’s true.”
“What the hell, can’t you speak more than two words at a time?” the queen snapped.
“No, ma’am.”
“Well, fine then. How do I become the evilest?” she asked.
“Kill her.”
“Kill who?” asked the queen.
“Are you daft, woman? Snow White!” the mirror snapped.
“That was more than two words,” the queen pointed out.
“Screw you,” said the mirror.
“Well, how do I kill her?” the queen asked.
“Her slaves.”
“Slaves?”
“Yes, seven.”
“Seven slaves,” the queen pondered, “You think they’ll help me?”
“Most definitely.”
“Good, good,” she exclaimed in delight. “Then by the end of the week, I’ll be the evilest! Muahhahaha!” Her evil laughter echoed in the skies.
**
“We’re home,” Sleepy said.
“Don’t take that tone with me, Lazy!” Snow White snapped. “It’s going to get dirty! Duckface, Dipshit, Creepy, Alakazam, come pick it up!” she yelled. Doc, Dopey, Happy and Sneezy all flinched at their crude nicknames, and grudgingly hurried forward to lift the hem of Snow White’s dress off the floor.” As for the rest of you, clean up this pig sty. It’s a mess.”
Sneezy bent double in a sneeze, letting Snow White’s dress fall to the floor. “Alakazam!” she snapped, “My dress is touching the floor.” He scrambled to pick it up. “Led me to the bedroom, I’m tired by the day and need my rest.” They walked her to her bedroom. “I expect to wake up to a clean house!” Before slamming the door in their faces, she added, “Or no food.”
So they began their work. Late that night, when Sleepy’s eyes started to drop of their own accord, the dwarfs were interrupted from their cleaning by a knock on the door.
“I’ll get it,” Doc said, laying down his broom.
“Why do you get to get it?” Grumpy asked grumpily.
“Because I’m closest to the door,” Doc snapped back. He pulled open the door, and gasped.
“What is it?” Happy asked.
“I’m not a What,” said the evil queen.
Bashful took in a big breath, “Huh, the evil queen? Holy!” he pushed past her out the door and did not stop running. The other six dwarfs watched him run away with raised eyebrows.
“It was bound to happen,” Grumpy grunted, “He really was a doormat.” The others nodded fervently. “Anyways, what do you want?” he asked the queen.
“I want to kill Snow White,” she answered simply.
All the dwarfs dropped their brooms. “Really?” they all asked at once. “Her bedroom’s that way,” the six dwarfs pointed simultaneously.
“Tempting,” the queen said, eyeing Snow White’s bedroom door, “But I’ve devised a better plan. Give her this apple.” The queen held out a red apple. “I have poisoned it. Am I not the evilest person in the world?”
“That’s bound to fail,” Grumpy said.
“That’s what she said,” Sneezy added.
“Seriously, her bedroom’s right here and she’s asleep and helpless. Why don’t you just plunge a knife into her heart?” Doc asked.
“I am the evil genius!” The queen stomped her foot. “What I say goes.”
“Alright,” Happy said.
“But we warned you,” Doc said.
“Just give her the apple for breakfast.” The queen handed it over. “She’ll die after three bites.
“What if she doesn’t like apples?” Sleepy asked.
“SHE-WILL-LIKE-IT!” the queen yelled.
“Alright. We’ll give her the apple for breakfast,” Happy said.
The queen nodded, so he slammed the door in her face. “What’s up with all the psychos?” Grumpy asked.
“I don’t know,” said Happy, “But I’ve never heard a plan that’s so sure to fail.”
“I can still hear you!”, the queen snapped from outside.
**
Despite the dwarfs’ skepticism, the queen’s plan worked out perfectly. Snow White woke up and when she saw the shiny red apple on her plate, she squealed. “Of course, the nicest apple should go to the fairest of them all,” she said happily and merrily took two bites. “It tastes kind of funny though,” she said, throwing it to the floor, not taking the third bite.
“Oh, screw this!” said Grumpy. He had been hiding a | | I really like it! It made me laugh, and it's sort of twisted in a really cool way. After reading it I changed my pic, just for you. | Does this writing style read like a real fairytale? THE SNOW WHITE MURDER by Piggy1402
Once upon a time, there were seven dwarfs – Bashful, Doc, Dopey, Grumpy, Happy, Sleepy and Sneezy – and a beautiful princess who had skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and hair as black as ebony.
Every morning the dwarfs went into the mountains mining for gold, and in the evening they came back home when the bell sounded at exactly six o’clock.
“Time to go home to the witch,” Grumpy grunted.
“Don’t call her that.” Bashful blushed red.
“Don’t be such a pushover, Bashful,” Dopey growled.
“Shall we sing ‘Hi hoe, we’re home’?” Happy grunted.
“Nope,” Sneezy said, “Remember the last time we sang that?” They were all shut quiet and made their way home slowly.
**
Hundreds of miles away lived an evil queen. She had studied dark magic and acquired a magic mirror. She stood before it, gazing at her speciously beautiful appearance. “Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the evilest of them all?” She eagerly awaited the mirror to speak her name.
“Snow White,” it said.
“Why, thank you…Wait, what’d you mean, ‘Snow White’?” she yelled at the mirror. “She can’t possibly be the evilest!”
“She is.”
“Absurd!” shouted the queen.
“It’s true.”
“What the hell, can’t you speak more than two words at a time?” the queen snapped.
“No, ma’am.”
“Well, fine then. How do I become the evilest?” she asked.
“Kill her.”
“Kill who?” asked the queen.
“Are you daft, woman? Snow White!” the mirror snapped.
“That was more than two words,” the queen pointed out.
“Screw you,” said the mirror.
“Well, how do I kill her?” the queen asked.
“Her slaves.”
“Slaves?”
“Yes, seven.”
“Seven slaves,” the queen pondered, “You think they’ll help me?”
“Most definitely.”
“Good, good,” she exclaimed in delight. “Then by the end of the week, I’ll be the evilest! Muahhahaha!” Her evil laughter echoed in the skies.
**
“We’re home,” Sleepy said.
“Don’t take that tone with me, Lazy!” Snow White snapped. “It’s going to get dirty! Duckface, Batdung, Creepy, Alakazam, come pick it up!” she yelled. Doc, Dopey, Happy and Sneezy all flinched at their crude nicknames, and grudgingly hurried forward to lift the hem of Snow White’s dress off the floor.” As for the rest of you, clean up this pig sty. It’s a mess.”
Sneezy bent double in a sneeze, letting Snow White’s dress fall to the floor. “Alakazam!” she snapped, “My dress is touching the floor.” He scrambled to pick it up. “Led me to the bedroom, I’m tired by the day and need my rest.” They walked her to her bedroom. “I expect to wake up to a clean house!” Before slamming the door in their faces, she added, “Or no food tomorrow.”
So they began their work. Late that night, when Sleepy’s eyes started to drop of their own accord, the dwarfs were interrupted from their cleaning by a knock on the door.
“I’ll get it,” Doc said, laying down his broom.
“Why do you get to get it?” Grumpy asked grumpily.
“Because I’m closest to the door,” Doc snapped back. He pulled open the door, and gasped.
“What is it?” Happy asked.
“I’m not a What,” said the evil queen.
Bashful took in a big breath, “Huh, the evil queen? Holy!” he pushed past her out the door and did not stop running. The other six dwarfs watched him run away with raised eyebrows.
“It was bound to happen,” Grumpy grunted, “He really was a pushover.” The others nodded fervently. “Anyways, what do you want?” he asked the queen.
“I want to kill Snow White,” she answered simply.
All the dwarfs dropped their brooms. “Really?” they all asked at once. “Her bedroom’s that way,” six fingers pointed simultaneously.
“Tempting,” the queen said, eyeing Snow White’s bedroom door, “But I’ve devised a better plan. Give her this apple.” The queen held out a red apple. “I have poisoned it. Am I not the evilest person in the world?”
“That’s bound to fail,” Grumpy said.
“You’ve failed before. The Prince will come and wake her,” Sneezy added.
“Seriously, her bedroom’s right here and she’s asleep and helpless. Why don’t you just plunge a knife into her heart?” Doc asked.
“I am the evil genius!” The queen stomped her foot. “What I say goes.”
“Alright,” Happy said.
“But we warned you,” Doc said.
“Just give her the apple for breakfast.” The queen handed it over. “She’ll die after three bites.”
“What if she doesn’t like apples?” Sleepy asked.
“SHE-WILL-LIKE-IT!” the queen yelled.
“Alright. We’ll give her the apple for breakfast,” Happy said.
The queen nodded, so he slammed the door in her face. “What’s up with all the psychos?” Grumpy asked.
“I don’t know,” said Happy, “But I’ve never heard a plan that’s so sure to fail.”
“I can still hear you!”, the queen snapped from outside.
**
Despite the dwarfs’ skepticism, the queen’s plan worked out perfectly. Snow White woke up and when she saw the shiny red apple on her plate, she squealed in delight. “Of course, the nicest apple should go to the fairest of them all,” she said happily and merrily took two bites. “It tastes kind of funny though,” she said, throwing | yes and no. I think the people speaking is too modern for it to be a real fairytale. Also if you read the original fairy tales (like by the brothers Grimm) you'll see that there is more describing the situation then there is people talking. Personally, I really liked the story though.
PS maybe not wonderful descriptions, but definately fancy words. | Why do minorites follow Eurocentric Beauty Standrads? I was looking at some magazines like Jet, Ebony, Essence, Vibe Vixen, King, XXL, and Sista2Sista. I was looking at the women inside the hair ads and some of the models and celebirties and I noticed that most of the Black models actresses all looked the same: they either had light skin or long and striaght relaxed hair. What is up? I wrote a essay about this for my African American studies class about how Black people prefer light skin over dark skin. I myself, I have very "African" features, I thick natrual hair, chocolate skin, and a hourglass body. I'm just staring to appreaciate my Afro-latino hertage and my skin color. It's hard because there are barely any dark skinned actresses and you always see dark skinned women in Black movies and vidoes potrayed as the villain or the hoe. I'm tried of it. why can't the dark skinned girl be the love interest of the pretty girl? Why do we have to relax our hair to assmilate? I think natural hair is so much better and easier to take care of. | it because people don't like to stand out they rather blend. people are used to seeing things a certain way. people don't like different. i think perming hair is like bleaching skin. it erases ethnic traits. but people still do it anyways. asians still get that surgery to make their eyes like westerners. its sad. GOD doesn't mistake one for another.
i find it funny how when i get compliments from whites or blacks, about my lil curly afro hair. black people will look down on me, or treat me mean. but they are the same ones who perm. yet blacks say they are confident. how are you confident when you perm your hair to look white. few perm their hair to have straight hair cuz they like it. they do it for acceptance. but it happens. people want to be what others believe is smart, cool, beautiful, etc. just know who you are. and what you stand for. know your beauty, skill, etc.
yeah minorities are always stigmatized. especially dark skinned black girls. ugly, ghetto, loud, uneducated. it isn't always true.
not enough positive stereotypes.
you have to get over this issue though.
i had been typing it a lot too. about blacks perming for acceptance. it was like it had became my life or something. people were frowning on me for not perming and i was frowning on them for perming.
eventually you get used to the stares. your hair is healthy not fried. you hair will grow a lot healthier. this is what it is.
take care! |
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