Baby Arm Bianca Censori West

Let the record show, I believed Bianca Censori West dressed like Baby Arm Rachel Dratch prior to her donning this outfit. You’ll find the time stamp below from March 20th 2024.


Legit after I wrote Julia Fox Dresses Better Than The Wives, I Googled Bianca and saw her wearing almost an exact replica dress on April 17th 2024. No shoes. I can’t make this shit up. Portal. I’m lowkey convinced Kanye West’s fashion choices are SNL inspired. Make it make sense otherwise.

At least her coif is better. The Bianca Bob looked like someone cut her hair off, decided she needed bangs, picked the scraps up from the floor, grabbed a bottle of Elmer’s School Glue, closed their eyes, said to themselves wherever it lands it lands, fuck it, and started pasting. Explaining the gaps in her bangs.

There’s only room for one stylish Bianca and that’s Bianca Jagger. In the fashion war amongst Kanye’s exes his new wife currently holds last place. When they called her an IT girl, they forget to put Not before the word. Where’s the lie? I’m spot on. I hereby dub thee Baby Arm Bianca. This is the second time she’s made me cry from laughing. Thank you. Via: Page Six, NBC & The Sun

Updated: 4/22/2024 1:37am

Julia Fox Dresses Better Than The Wives

It’s very clear Kim Kardashian is behind this article regarding Julia Fox rocking the outerwear trend. Claiming Julia isn’t famous enough to sport the look, whatever that means. Grasping at straws with asinine factors of fashion. This was written January 23rd 2024.

On March 18th 2024 hours after praising Julia Fox via Facebook for taking my advice (read Julia Fox Smart Enough To Listen To Me), The Sun published a piece claiming Bianca Censori’s copying her outfits. At first glance I thought this was going to be about Bianca and Kim (I simply saw copying his ex). After double checking and reading the article in its entirety, I must say Julia Fox is right. Bianca looks messy af. This particular era she’s in with the gapped bangs, disheveled looks, brought someone to mind. Like she’s the sophisticated, hot, refined cousin of Baby Arm Rachel Dratch. Bianca is from the wealthier side of the family, she can afford leather bags instead of potato sacks, same theme with the hair except longer, luscious in comparison.

I mean, where’s the lie? While Kanye West is responsible for making Kim Kardashian presentable, he didn’t do the same for Julia Fox. Briana Andalore gets the credit for that, tbh I think he made Julia look worst. Do note Julia Fox isn’t a basic white bitch. A fashion civil war amongst Kanye’s exes? I think yes. Via: The Sun & NBC

Updated 4/19/2024 12:23am

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

My History With Terell Ephron AKA Asap Relli

Just perplexed. As you know I’ve been working smart not hard, spending two plus years documenting evil Hollywood’s cruelty towards me. Shout out to my nigga Mr. Marino, RIP. In my first legal battle (against Blue Smoke) he taught me paper trail everything. At one point my sister and I spent every day in his law office on the Upper West Side, Marino & Veneziano in elementary school. Mostly we’d sit in the basement watching Full House episodes. My stepdad worked for him in renovations and construction. Other times on shorter visits we’d sit upstairs like clients, listening to the attorneys around us, flipping through dark mahogany binders with large rings, filled with legal jargon. I know those times taught me the UWS over anything else in New York City architecture, to Howard Roark’s chagrin. The Fountainhead protagonist, a hero of mine, would much prefer Hudson Yards, or Via West 57th. I think those days also instilled a love of law, now that I’m writing this. Wow.
His advice changed my life on numerous occasions.

On July 3rd 2021 I wrote on ASAP Rocky’s now archived post regarding knowing mutual people. Naomi Campbell lied on behalf of Genc & Binn Jakupi, my former Miss Lily’s bosses, disseminating false information about myself. Pretending to know me she spread malicious lies that I was a call girl, older than my 33 years, didn’t grow up on the Upper East Side and God knows what else (read Genc Jakupi, Naomi Campbell & Jordan Barrett (2/2) & Karma Alway’s Comes Featuring Miss Lily’s). Terell Ephron aka ASAP Relli, was one of the names I mentioned in my comment above, under my instagram name itsjqboo. He lived in the projects of Yorkville, The Issacs, which my friends and I walked avenues down to hang out in.

Julia Fox wasn’t lying when she said from penthouses to projects, the cool kids hung out with the other cool kids no matter where, in search of endless adventure.

I first met Terell in tenth grade when he came up to us in front of Delizia 92, one of the many pizza places we frequented. He had on circular glasses like Arthur and the most outlandish, superfluously large, and bright orange bubble jacket any of us had ever seen. He handed us a business card with a dime bag stapled to the back, proffering himself as our new drug dealer. He was nerdy af, but nice, as he became more successful his swagger and ridiculousness increased. Long story short he was about fuckery. Like truly the worst drug dealer I’ve ever had to this day. I have flashbacks of him wasting hours, upon hours of our time, waiting as he told countless lies. At first he was great, then he started smoking weed, turning into those melted Truth commercial couch creatures.
“Terell where are you? I’m here.”
“Yo what’s goody? I’m on the corner.”
“No you’re not, because I’m on the corner looking at all four corners and I don’t see you.”
“Hahahaha,” he laughed in his monotonous stoner idiot voice “Ight, I’m coming now.”

30 minutes (to an hour sometimes) later…

After repeating this cycle in a series of phone calls, from multiple people, he finally appears brushing his waves obsessively. He had an unrequited crush on Paulina, my amazonian Polish friend, try as he might she didn’t like him. Until that summer hanging out at Nick’s (the Soho House Killer) penthouse apartment he hooked up with my other friend Lauren, a beautiful black girl. This prompted Paulina to do the same. Terell caused a civil war, all of us siding with Lauren until it was resolved.
“Why did you bleep his bleep?” Lauren asked.
“Honestly, because I was jealous,” Paulina answered.

Wowwwwwwwwwwwwww……what do you even say to that? It was fucked up, but her candor was major. Amends made, Terell and Lauren carried on with him wasting her time and her acting insane. Dickmatizism is a real addiction. Her entire day revolved around this nigga, singing to his window from across the street while we looked on, stalking him and ducking behind cars when we inevitable found him with somebody else, him refusing to commit, pregnancy scares, then the college years her refusing to commit, becoming a lesbian…ENOUGH, ENOUGH!

Like honestly you guys don’t even understand. Just reminiscing I hate them both, but especially him. This is why we made her steal weed from him. Terell is a central figure of my youth, I ran into him last summer.

When Lauren showed us the exclusive Purple Swag video at Barnes & Noble we didn’t believe Asap was a genuine artist, despite Lauren’s pleas, because of Terell. So why Asap Rocky would try to murder him four months after I told him I knew him boggles my fucking mind. Did you do it to disrespect me? To spite me? Because you’re stupid as fuck or something? You’re hanging on by my love of Rihanna. I’m the only divine, you’ve seen my work. I’m wrathful, yet I’ve let many of your antics with Kanye slide because of Rihanna. Whatever you did to him, you better fucking fix it. Murder…? Someone I know? I’ve shown you nothing but kindness. Then for these insolent uneducated street rats to say he’s snitching, because you betrayed him and tried to kill him, shut the fuck up. Are you fucking insane boy? I’ll be posting about Terell and the Soho House Killer tomorrow. Via: Asap Rocky Instagram

To Those Deserving

Just taking a moment to spread positivity to those deserving of it. I hope you’re doing beyond well, I hope you’re amazing. It’s a needed break, but back to entertaining. You guys are lucky I’m here. You won’t miss that fake family, I don’t need to make stuff up, I’m too major. CC: Julia Fox (you helped me get the proof I needed). Welcome to the age of Athena, Marsha, Marsha, Marsha bitch. Via: Hannah Collective

Your Terrible Karma Is In The Cards

Everyone who aligned against, disrespected, bullied me,
committed hubris, abused a Goddess, will pay.
Enjoy your time.

Thank your devil debtors, which satanic groups lead the way to your downfall?
PS: Oh I almost forgot, if you want a sneak preview of evidence a Gossip Girl boy has it, the one connected to all the East Side Middle School girls. I think what I sent him might make me and Julia Fox even. Via: Red Fairy Tarot

A Gangster And A Goddess

I use to hang with bloods in ninth grade and ABI, the Albanian gang, cc: Julia Fox. We really were just so wild. I pray my kids aren’t my karma. Not the point of this post, everything I said is happening. I’m about that life, if you think I’m not you got me fucked up. Told you so, I’m not someone to mess with. I give so much time, because once it’s up so is my compassion, and I will come down on you with the full wrath of the Gods. Trust me I’m wrathful. I want and will have revenge. Duh, I’m a war Goddess. Pay attention. It’s karmic season. All that surrounds the Kardashian Jenner West and Melanie Hamrick alignments are death, loss, and destruction. Via: Gothic Away

Things I Send To Melanie Hamrick

As everyone knows Melanie Hamrick has and continues to stalk me. From multiple accounts. Everyday. These are the things I send her. Does it deter her? No. She wants me to like her, she needs my approval. She needs to be cool and beautiful, which she’ll feel with my validation. I don’t do murder, rape, and evil. Sorry not sorry. It’s never going to happen. I will also be posting L’Wren Scott’s nice ass next hers. Point being L’Wren, like me, has one. These are semi nudes I sent to Mick Jagger. He will NEVER receive anything from me again, so enjoy. Just like Julia Fox, my ass is real. Kanye didn’t change her life, I did. Kanye used her as a pawn (read article: East Side Middle School Alumni , I’ve known Julia since she was in second grade) thinking he’d kill two birds with one stone in an attempt to upset both me and Kim Kardashian. Didn’t work. Kim was smart enough to follow my lead, from claiming emotional distress to her response to Julia, too bad they took it too far. I’d reward her.

I will always and forever stand with L’Wren Scott. Dead or alive. Melanie is deformed, desperate, not attractive and a weirdo. Too bad Mick’s toxic family didn’t do the same.