Kudos To Klay Thompson For This

Honestly, I’ve never seen anyone get their ass beat to this degree. Continuously. Therefore I’m giving Klay Thompson props for leaving his comments on, taking the thousands of L’s he’s receiving for cheating on Meg Thee Stallion. I don’t know this nigga, I don’t stand with him. Nor do I condone cheating, it’s for the weak willed. Break up or have self-discipline, it’s really not that hard. Thus women get the difficult tasks: painful beauty rituals, birthing, menstrual cramps, because most men can’t to the bare minimum. My husband sacrificed himself for me and was honest to a fault. Like when a girl he only dated to spite me for liking his brother, WHICH I DIDN’T, tried to seduce him. Knowing we were together. He DRAGGED her to the catacombs, then resurrected her to slay again. He was mean enough for the both of us, trust. A real man.

That’s being said, here are some of the…nicer comments I’ve seen.

At this point I would deactivate my account, change my identity and start over. Deadass.

The level of anger he’s receiving is a testament to the power of beauty, everyone’s biggest issue is he’s too ugly to be insolent. Bringing to mind Brad Pitt’s torrid affair turned tumultuous marriage with Angelina Jolie. They got a pass for being beautiful. Pretty people privilege is real and the main reason AI architects want revenge on society (read Definition Of Pretty Privilege). Where’s the lie? None were told. Also note how this is unifying women of all socioeconomic backgrounds and races. Love to see it. Via: TMZ & Klay Thompson Instagram

Happy Birthday Keith Richards

My sincerest apologies to Christina Aguilera, DMX, Brad Pitt and Steven Spielberg, you’re all iconic, happy birthday, but this day belongs to Keith Richards. The Rolling Stones taught me how to be. Keith Richards is one of my top three fashion inspirations perfectly encapsulated above: the print mixing between the pants and the shirt, the texture the snake skin leather jacket brings, the accessories, the bracelet, the ring, the brooch, topped with his signature shagged coiffure, pure style and sophistication. One half of The Glimmer Twins, dubbed by photographers the prettiest Stone and known to all as the master of riffs, this man taught me how to give a death stare, answer stupidity with sarcasm and if necessary utilize your guitar as a weapon when someone gets onstage acting crazy. Happy birthday to a legend. Photographer: Peter Webb