Mischa Barton Birthed Us

No matter what I am: Goddess, Queen witch, Rolling Stones album, Mischa Barton will always be mother. Working her ass off since childhood, she paved the way for East Side Middle School to become iconic (read The Kardashian Jenner West’s Troll Account).

Walking so we could run (read East Side Middle School Alumni). The O.C put bodies in front of televisions for real time viewing, and was all anybody talked about the next day. Marissa Cooper forever! Just another ESMS is Gossip Girl confirmation. Hang her picture up at Blue Stone Manor, behind Dorinda Medley, put her in the Louvre. Via: Mischa Barton Insta & British Vogue

Ti West’s X Trilogy

After hearing about Mia Goth’s legal drama I wanted to see what was going on. The only film I’d seen the actress in prior was Nymphomaniac by Lars Von Trier. What I learned after devouring this horror trilogy over the weekend is: Ti West is absolutely brilliant and Mia Goth is one of the best actresses of all time. Absolutely blown away.

Cinema if done properly, like all good art, is suppose to transform you, change you, transport you, expand your universe by shattering expectations through good storytelling. Who I was before watching X The Movie is not who I am today. What a fucking ride, to continually surprise the audience without losing the integrity of the story is no small feat. As I said in my Instagram post for this blog, I thought Maxine was reminiscent of Emily Meade’s character in The Deuce. A small town girl wanting to be famous even if it’s through avant-garde porn. Nope, nope, all is not what it seems as Howard Suber would say (read The Power Of Film Explains It All). The plot is so original, if you gave me a play by play synopsis, I wouldn’t believe you. Side note: Brittany Snow managing to fit a pitch perfect moment into a horror porn film took me over the edge, she gonna get her song in.

The scene in Pearl, where she argues with her mother is one of the best I’ve ever seen. Tandi Wright’s phenomenal. Top tier acting, writing, cinematography, production. It’s taking everything not to make this a dissertation. Fucking art. How have more people not dressed as Pearl or Maxine for Halloween? Thank you to everyone involved for this quality work. Via: Pinterest & HBO Max

Julia Fox Smart Enough To Listen To Me

Looks like someone finally took my advice, just when I thought she became a little punk bitch. Julia Fox apparently still is the girl I knew growing up, throwing pigeons on people in the park for talking shit (read East Side Middle School Alumni). I thought Kim Kardashian sucked the dignity, grit and intellect out of her clout chasing being, but alas she allowed a Goddess to guide her. Now you’ll see why I document everything. Not only did Kanye West date her to spite Kim and myself, thanks to the aforementioned article, but I gave her the fashion advice. I didn’t know she’d be smart enough to screenshot it, gather a posse using my approval, and run to the network that dropped the Kardashian Jenners, E! She really is the Georgina Sparks to my Blair Waldorf.

Below you’ll find the proof. I felt compassionate enough to help for her kids sake, since Kim Kardashian was annihilating her. September 8th 2023, I told her a huge reason Kim hates her and how to use it to her advantage. Fashion. Julia is better at it than Kim. While Julia can wear everything Kim wears, Kim can’t wear everything Julia wears.

Although it looks like I’m logged into both profiles on Instagram, I’m really on my blog account, Saint_Twenty. I’ll admit watching someone you’ve known the entirety of your life get dragged mercilessly, although deserved, made me feel 10% bad. I knew she stood no chance without me. Granted she betrayed me, it helped me incriminate them. Julia Fox is crucial in my Kardashian Jenner West takedown. That article is coming this week. Side note: before you step to my face, know your fucking place. In the same time you sat around as ex-peers, running your mouths invalidating the truth, look at where I am, look at you. I was always the star and humble enough to dumb myself down. You knew it. Earn my thinking you’re relevant k? K…NEXT. Everything reminded me of why I don’t hang out with children in adult bodies, letting some loser dictate rather than be their own person.
Not only am I a Goddess, I went to Emerson College for marketing. I know wtf I’m doing, I know what I’m talking about (this is shade at Sebastian Stan’s team). It’s one of the best colleges. While people grow up in podunk dreaming of my city, I grew up a socialite on the Upper East Side. There are levels. Having (mostly) multiple men go through toxic lengths to hold you back and abuse you, from family by marriage, to employers, to ex-fiancés, is what made my life difficult. When a Goddess speaks you fucking listen, also notice who I don’t fuck with. Emily Meade, that’s my nigga hardbody, her bff I documented you, basic white racist bitch. Athena Via: E! & Saint_Twenty


Binn And Genc Jakupi Have Zero Remorse

Imagine working at a restaurant job (not your career), for two employers who aren’t even from here to stereotype you. Binn and Genc Jakupi are inbreds from a war torn country, who came to my home, thinking all black people are ghetto foster babies. That’s what you told Naomi Campbell about me right (read Genc Jakupi, Naomi Campbell & Jordan Barrett (1/2) and Genc Jakupi, Naomi Campbell & Jordan Barrett (2/2)? I’ve never had a conversation with either of them, only Serge Becker (read Who Is Serge Becker?), because he’s not a prejudice asshole. Adding insult to injury neither of these men are Caribbean, they profit off appropriating my culture. If you think black people are such scum, go make money selling Albanian food. These two are gutter trash. Fun fact, I grew up more privileged than both of you. Know your fucking place. That’s why telling stories of growing up is my fave.

Binn Jakupi is one of the most self-absorbed, vile, misogynistic, evil, racist people I have ever encountered. He’s ungrateful. Not only did he rub his genitals against my backside, he put his hand up my dress and touched it. Fortunately I wore underwear that day. Not wanting to hurt his brother Genc, who was kind to me until Binn manipulated him, I omitted it from my lawsuit. In fact my complaint was about him harassing, then firing my friend Tessa, after she rejected him. Binn fooled many people, but not me or Ariel. We never liked him, sweaty, awkward, weird, we couldn’t stand him. After blacking out and leading him on, I literally stopped drinking for a month. That’s how revolting I found him. I don’t even do that shit for dry January. It was clear to anyone with eyes I was wasted, hello I tried to make out with Dua Lipa’s mom in front of her husband. Even Jourdan Dunn knew I was blato that night (side note I appreciate Jourdan being rude to that dreaded server, she was delusional about her appearance, Genc hooked up with her…yuck).
Binn doesn’t care about anybody but Binn, with little brother Genc following behind. As the hierarchy of their culture teaches.

The Jakupi brothers not only stalked, harassed and followed me for years, they fabricated stories about me, from my upbringing to my occupation as an escort. They didn’t expect me to be a well-connected bitch from the Upper East Side (growing up with Emily Meade, Julia Fox, Matt Sukkar, Jackson Pollis, Asap Relli etc…). Binn and Genc Jakupi didn’t know their lies were going to be countered, letting my race, gender and employment at their restaurant define me. God forbid artists and entrepreneurs work in restaurants, unheard of (I’m being facetious). Their constant abusive behavior forced me to make my social media public, to tell the truth. The audacity of them breaching a contract, tormenting me, then thinking you could sue me…two fucking remorseless clowns. I paper trailed you. They also stalked my friend, preventing her from getting jobs too. Finally stopping when my ex-boyfriend Mick Jagger got involved. I met him at Miss Lily’s.

Niggas like you are the reason women turn to black magic for empowerment. You don’t get to spread false narratives about me, white trash. Black women aren’t here for you to objectify, I’m not the improvised girls who believe a restaurant would be the catalyst for a career. You’d have known that if you spoke to me like a human, instead of judging me down to my outfits. Miss Lily’s was sinking until Jordan Barrett posted me all over his Instagram and Snapchat. Instead of being grateful Binn decided to lie, have Olatz Schnabel post a throwback of Jordan, to find out who he was, then waited all day for Jordan’s return (I’m assuming to threaten him). Jealous that I wouldn’t give him the time of day. One of us was loyal to Genc and it wasn’t Binn. When they realized I was discussing Jordan throwing his Frame sunglasses party there, with Gigi & Bella Hadid hosting, they tried to backtrack, rehire me. Too late, sued. I’m a grown bitch, not anyone’s property. That’s why that same location closed permanently.
Mind you the executive chef is a white man in debt $3,000,000 from his own failed ventures. Not the Jamaican chef who won Chopped three times. This says everything about that plantation. You failed your chances at redemption. Enjoy your time, didn’t expect me to be a Goddess either. Karma. Xoxo Athena. Via: BFA

Emily Meade And Matt Sukkar Get It

Quite possibly the only two people in Hollywood who understand all social components of my last Facebook status, from the celebrities to the people we grew up with outside the limelight. Combined they get it all, since Emily Meade didn’t hang out with Julia Fox, but me and Matt Sukkar did. Yet Matt didn’t go to middle school with me, Emily did. It’s super strange too, because I was doing my mascara and all these memories of Emily came back.
Emily use to ask me if my eyelashes were real, because they’re perfect. She use to tell me I was a double d, not a d cup (turns out she was right at the time), we use to call each other Liberty from Degrassi, we use to sing “I Touch Myself”, she always asked who had a crush on her, most of all she never made an inappropriate racial remark. Emily actually gave me confidence, telling me I’m pretty whilst my mom dressed me in baggy clothing, banned me from wearing fishnets and makeup, to prevent a teen pregnancy (like herself). She saw me as an individual, not a caricature. She was that wise in middle school. That’s probably why I watch almost everything she’s ever done, except the latest gig, because Amazon Prime is cracking down on password sharing and ruining my trades. I refuse to get my own account based on principle! If a bitch got my YouTube channel, I deserve the Prime, the fuck.

Matt I met in ninth grade. We clicked instantly, I’ll leave it at that. He’s iconic Syrian royalty gold bb. He use to send us the Azealia Banks videos he directed. Which goes into my next point. People be calling sis crazy, but she’s telling the truth about a lot of shit tbh. Julia Fox is exactly why Kanye lost custody, I directed Kim Kardashian to the pictures via text prior to Azealia and Julia getting into it in February. Melanie ugly Hamrick isn’t well connected like my socialite self, because she’s a nobody with no body, even with a legend. Imma just leave this here: https://tikleak.com/azealia-banks-accidentally-releases-sx-video-of-kanye-west-and-julia-fox Via: Getty Images

East Side Middle School Alumni

Mischa Barton: Not only the O.G of The O.C, but the O.G of ESMS success. Heads up, our middle school was probably wilder than your college. When we went it was a floor and a half of an elementary school, the top half, on York between 77th and 78th. I can only imagine the affect it had on those kids. Anyways, I didn’t attend with Mischa, but her sister Hania was a grade above me. Now this was when Disney Movies were it (Luck Of The Irish, Halloweentown, Johnny Tsunami type shit), we were hyped when we found out she was the star of A Ring Of Endless Light. Hyped. She was even cooler in high school, playing Marissa Cooper. I snorted coke with an $100 bill, because Mischa snorted coke with an $100 bill (allegedly).

Julia Fox: Known her since elementary school, she was in second grade I was in third. If you wanna know what our first interaction was ask her. She knew who she was from the jump, cartwheeling over in our cafeteria/gym, announcing herself, in a nobody…Julia Fox manner. As an artist she’s lived many lives and is now a burgeoning A-list actress, her breakout role being Uncut Gems. It wasn’t my speeding heart, or the clouds spinning, spinning, in the sky, but her commentary, “Jaquana you’re talking a mile a minute. I don’t know what you’re saying,” that made me realize I was about to overdose at fifteen. In the crevice of an inside outside park on 79th street.
We spent one summer hanging out with gang members and destroying Carl Schurz Park, where had I come five minutes earlier, I’d be witness to her throwing a dead pigeon on some girl badmouthing her. Legendary, she used a plastic bag to pick up the carcass of course. That chick had more bark than bite and left sobbing.

Emily Meade: Same grade, same classes. In seventh grade had plans to marry Heath Ledger (RIP). Her performance in The Deuce was superb, harrowing and underrated. What a complex character and an amazing show, one my mom and I loved.

Erin Yogasundram: started a popping fashion blog, a successful online boutique (ShopJeen) and has been humble the whole way through. Even after making it on Forbes 30 under 30, she still made time to answer questions regarding entrepreneurial pursuits. Now the wife/manager to influencer Kerwin Frost. When I think of Erin, square black framed glasses and junk in the trunk comes to mind.

Aliza Kelly: Cosmopolitan astrologer, always had a winged eye and goth vibe. BFF’s with Emily Meade then, BFF’s with her now. She was on the Spanish speaking side of school, so I never had classes with her. What comes to mind isn’t appropriate, high energy, chatty and wears tons of black is the best I can do.

EJ Dickinson: Friends for one year in the sixth grade before she transferred to Riverdale Prep. Cracked me up. Now she’s a senior writer for Rolling Stone.

Colby Minifie: Same grade as her sister Hayden. She was younger, so I have no memories. She is a star of Fear The Walking Dead and friend to former coworker Melody, who raves about her.

I’m the only black person to add to this group. Invalidating my experience with lies, when I don’t know you, is weirdo vibes and disrespectful.

Via: Mischa Barton Fan Page, Julia Fox FC, Emily Meade, Erin Jeen, Aliza Kelly, EJ Dickison & Colby Minifie