The vid is too much. Kyla’s sequin hoodie dress is tdf though, I want it now please. The baitness is humanized a little by the surprising interracial love-scene. In fact, I love the rainbow nature of the channel U videos in general. Although U.S Hip-Hop booty bitches have always come in all colors, it’s really [...]
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Our Hypothetical MoHo gone BAD
Well Brittany really is living the dream. The Paris-ite and winner of the “new BFF” title milx the few times she gets to make public appearances. Here they are at the Iceberg New Years day party in Sydney, loving et. Personally (and Nitz is with me on this 1) I wanted Onch to win; he [...]
Pieces of the dream that I pick up in my mind. I get high.
Most in the UK would only know Stacy Epps for her delicious vocals on Madvillain’s 2 minute treat “Eye” off the first Madvillainy album. As Helg put it once in some seconds of transient joy; “everyone has had a moment with this tune…” We also love her 50 seconds to shine embedded into track 4 [...]
Billing et 4 the team with pleasure
Braiden’s New Year initiative with my lovely chocolate treez reminded me of my #1 savvysister. I love them both like two little ripe peaches.
R.I.P Johnny Sacrimoni
Sorry if you are a few years late like me and this is a spoiler, but my corazon is broken in the wake of Johnny Sack’s death. He was a G as well as a loving husband. I want my life-partner to love me that much one day. Rubenesque!
This painting is what Johnny’s senses [...]
Life!
Me and my wife dream of being the lucky gyals on the Life cereal box one day, and we think ‘09 might be the year. For those who don’t know, Life is a delicious American cereal full of whole grain cinnamon goodness. I’m thinkin M.S and I would be the perfect ethnically incongruent lil ones [...]
Shannon and the Bad Girl Synthz
This tune reminds me of not being born yet. My parents rocked this cut back in the dayz of olive branches and roller blades in Washington Square Park. Now I bust this in the Helga house like it’s a West Village cruise-bar, circa 1982.
“What does love want me to do?”
I wonder if Shan/the lyricist [...]