Nessa Girl, I’m about as freaky as they come, but I can’t promise you that I would be down to have a 3-some if I was married. I’m not going to say I never will, because you never really know what you will do until put into a situation. However, I’d like to think that a 3-some while married is not something that I am interested in. Now we all know that Kandi is not new to the freaky deaky. Musical dicks, lipsticks for the clit, and vaginal balls are all Kandi’s forte. Who would have thought the the 3-some might be too?
Recently Kandi in conjunction with Todd has relaunched her nighttime adult talk show Kandi Koated Nights. On this particular episode, guest hosts Dr. Rachael from The Doctors asked Kandi & Todd about their willingness to participate in a 3-some. Their response just might shock you. Catch this:
Chile… All I’m going to say to Kandi is “go consult ya girl Tiny before you travel down this road…”
Nessa girl, it saddens me to have to even tell you the bullsh!t I’m about to tell you. After all the ranting and the raving, A Mother’s Love WILL NOT be coming to a city nearest you after all. Simply put, it appears that the promoter who the play was licensed to may have bitten off a little more than they could chew. Quiet as its kept, I knew something in the milk wasn’t clean when the check I was written for my first week’s salary bounced. Writing this post is a little weird for me, because I am so use to telling other people’s tea, and not my own. However, here we go…
For those of you wondering “how is it that the play stop moving due to lack of resources, and Kandi is rich”, here’s how. Kandi & Todd created and produced the original play. After the play’s initial run in Atlanta, Kandi & Todd were apprehensive about travelling the play around the US on their dime, because these were unchartered territories for them. One magical day, A promoter approached Kandi & Todd about wanting to invest in and promote the play on a 30 city tour. The reasonable assumption to any rational adult is that if someone approaches you about putting a 30 city tour together, that they have the resources and the skill set to do so. Well we all know what they say about assumptions…
Fast forwarding to casting. The cast was eventually given phone calls, a few cast changes were made, salaries were negotiated, and we were on our way to travelling across the US spreading the joys of A Mother’s Love. Mama I’m going to be a big star!! NOT! Here is where things get a little murky. A gamble was made by a promoter who used people’s lives as chips. Being given a contract that pretty much says you will be on the road from September – December and paid XYZ salary weekly was all the go ahead people needed to quit their day jobs, reject other offers, and basically rearrange their lives. Last night, when news broke that the tour was cancelled, there were many tears shed. People’s lives changed in a matter of seconds. Expecting to be paid this Monday, and in exchange being told that the tour is no more, coupled with the fact that you quit your job (your only source of income), emotions were running high. There were some people in the room who honestly had no other money than what was in their pocket, and was really depending on this Monday payout. Continue reading
Now chile, after Kandi done wore pigeon feathers down the aisle, she’s got the nerve to be acting all grand. I know I probably shouldn’t be running my mouth too much because I am a part of the production, but I have got to take a small moment to poke fun at this foolishness. In the words of Nene Leakes “everybody knows Kandi loves to eat.” What they might not of known is that mama doesn’t want mutant chicken from churches or no soggy chicken from KFC. Kandi is specifically requesting Popeyes chicken.
According to her rider:
“Please do not substitute for KFC or Churches, we know the difference.”
With all that wagon she is draggin’, Kandi insists that she only sit on a new toilet seat and wipe her funk box with Cottonelle toilet paper. The real gag is, Kandi is trying to pull it. I done been round ha house, and in that guest bathroom, Mama had that blue 1-ply tissue that your country grandma gets from Family Dollar. Hoes kill me. You don’t wipe your ass with Cottonelle on your own dime, but you want somebody else to finance your boongee’s romance with Cottonelle. Girl Bye!
Kandi’s rider stipulates that a brand new toilet seat must be installed under the supervision of her road manager or assistant, and the bathroom must be fully stocked with Cottonelle and Dove soap. Mind you the rest of us on the tour are probably going to have to wipe our ass with those elementary school paper towels and wash our hands with liquid soap that comes in a gallon container. Jesus hurry up and get me off the F-List. My coochie is just as precious as Kandi’s. At least my neighbor’s husband thinks so.
Oh well, I can tell y’all THIS. My ass will not be eating granola bars and and chips from craft services. Nope! My ass is gone be down to Kandi dressing room stealing chicken wangs. Tryna do me! I don’t think so!!
Y’all work with me here. I have not had the motivation to blog as of lately, so some of my T’s are delayed. Anyway, I was a wedding guest at Kandi’s wedding and overall, it was a phenomenal wedding. I’m late at this point, but I’m sure by now you guys know who all was in attendance. I’ll skip all of that and speak on some of the stuff you guys have been hearing about as it relates to Fantasia and Mama Joyce.
First off, let me take a moment to go the hell off. Never again will I attend a wedding that is being produced for television. The wedding invitation said the wedding started at 5pm. Chile when I was walking up the stairs at 5:20pm, Fantasia was just getting out of the car all dry faced, with no makeup on and a sweat suit. I thought to myself “awwww sh!t, this is going to be a long day.” Continue reading
I was on vacation when all hell broke loose at the taping of The Real Housewives of Atlanta season 6 reunion taping. By now, I’m sure every one knows that Porsha knocked the sh!t out of Kenya. Quiet as its kept, Phaedra’s a$$ should have jumped up off the couch and hit the b!sh too, but that another story. Anyway, what some of you may not know is that Porsha was immediately asked to leave the premises. Porsha hit Kenya within the first hour of taping. That being said, don’t expect to see much of Porsha on the reunion show.
Fast forward to today, after the dust has settle, those close to the situation are saying Porsha may have f&cked herself. BRAVO does not play that. The contracts for each of the housewives is written pretty tightly and spells out to the letter what they can and cannot do. BRAVO has had no hesitation in the past on acting on breaches of contract. Remember Adrienne Maloof from Beverly Hills? Well her contract stated she had to do the reunion show. Mama chose not to show up, and they fired her a$$. With that, the housewives contracts stipulate in some fashion that they are not to get violent with one another, not allowed to take out restraining orders against one another or bring forth any other legal action that will hinder production, etc. I’m sure we can all agree that diving on a b!tch constitutes getting violent.
Porsha’s job is in jeopardy, however many people close to the situation feel like her actions were very much justified. Kenya has been antagonizing this woman for the last two years and taking unwarranted jabs at her whenever she got the opportunity. To top things off, Kenya brought a wack a$$ crown and staff (bedazzled stick) to the taping of the reunion and was waving it around in Porsha’s face. I would have beat that b!tches ass too.
The entire cast is really feeling for Porsha right now and not featuring Kenya at all. So much so, that they are wiling to work as a collective to try and protect Porsha’s peach and get rid of Kenya’s a$$. Catch these T’s Continue reading
Let me tell y’all something, Carmen is a better friend than I even know how to pretend to be. No tea no shade, I would have cussed Mama Joyce out back at David’s Bridal when she took her shoe off and acted as if she wanted to throw it at me. I’m not going to promise you that Mama Joyce would have been able to leave the type of voice mail that she left on Carmen’s phone on my voice mail and not have caught a verbal lashing.
From fear of my reaction, my mother would never do some of the things that we have witnessed Mama Joyce doing. That being said is Kandi’s lack of action empowering Mama Joyce to drive wedges between the people Kandi loves? I may stepping out on a limb, but I think so. There is a certain amount of slack that you allot older people. You may even give a little extra slack due to family ties, but got damn Kandi, at what point does enough become enough. It aggravated me to no end when Kandi started crying in front of Todd & Carmen as if they were the problem. Then my blood started to boil when Kandi pointed out that the difference between a mother and a fiance & friend is that a mother will always be there. Newsflash, A husband will always be there too Kandi if you can get his ass to the alter.
So what is the answer to Kandi’s dilemma? Catch these T’s Continue reading
Bae-Bae last night’s episode of The Real Housewives of Atlanta had it going on. There are so many unanswered questions and mixed reviews as to who’s to blame. The Doll most certainly has her opinions and I’ve consolidated them all in my latest video ‘My Hair Is Layed Like Obama Care.’ Get into the video, check out the poll questions, and let The Doll know your thoughts. Continue reading
So chile last night’s episode of The Real Housewives of Atlanta was explosive to say the least. Of course that bumb bish Kenya was at the center of all the foolishness. I’m not going waste time rehashing what happen. I’m sure by now, everyone has seen it. What I will point out though is the fact that the fight seen we saw on tv was heavily edited to tell a certain story. hmmmm I had already known that, but Nene Leakes has confirmed it with her latest blog:
I created this game called “Pillow Talk” it all started from Gregg & I basically discussing our day once we got in bed at nite! Obviously this party is for adults only with adult topics and content. I was the hostess with the mostess! The guest were invited along with a dress code and everyone knew what they were walking into. My intentions were to build couple unity within the group but as you can see, things got turnt all the way up! You ask why? Everybody in the room were asked questions that were touchy because that was the bases of the game! We all answered including me and Gregg.
We really had fun with it contrary to what you thought you saw and I stress “what you thought you saw” there are always intentions for these parties or group gatherings which is totally out of my control! Let’s get to the good stuff: Continue reading