Beyoncé Partied At Miss Lily’s

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This is the location I worked at, years after Kanye West had his birthday at Miss Lily’s Soho (read Kanye West’s Miss Lily’s Birthday Bash). Here are a few guests who celebrated with him that evening: Beyonce, Scott Disick & Jonathan Cheban. Make shit up where? Had the idiot haters read what a black woman wrote instead of invalidating me for the same reasons, they wouldn’t be going to hell. The fuck. Everyone who’s anyone knows me (read 2020: The Year The Scale Tipped To Evil).

That place was the Studio 54 of restaurants. Anna Wintour was our nemesis. Chair of the community board, she refused to grant a full liquor license, because of owner Serge Becker. Despite contention with the establishment I earned her approval (read The Elusive Anna Wintour). Anna Wintour making me walk the ice paved sidewalk as a runway, while wearing sky high over the thigh leather boots to get to work, is one of the highlights of my LIFE. A nightmare and a dream. I’m major.

Everyone said Beyonce was an overly generous tipper, having dined there once more outside of Kanye’s birthday. I never met her, but had the displeasure of serving Kelly Rowland and Lala Anthony. The former left less than 10% (read Kelly Rowland And Lala Anthony Are Trash). I also met Solange Knowles and made a fool of myself. Opening my mouth to say hi as she stared dead at me, while sitting outside for brunch, right in front of the entryway. Starstruck, not a sound came out. And yet, my mouth remained open. So embarrassed. Never breaking eye contact, I watched Solange conclude I’m slow.

That being said, if you had the audacity to run your mouth defaming me, use it to fucking apologize. You wouldn’t be here without me or Lewis Dvorkin. You better buy and earn more time, hubris won’t be tolerated, Kali & Shiva. Via: Getty Images

Updated: 11/18/2025 11:58am

Kathy Hochul Is A Satanic Pedo

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Birds of a feather flock together, social circles say EVERYTHING about who’s doing what in the 1%. Pictured is Kathy Hochul with Lala Anthony. If you want to know who the Satanists are follow Melanie Hamrick’s hostages, Mick Jagger’s loyalists and the Kardashian Jenner West’s, Lala’s BFF’s (read PSA: Memory Glamours Are Real).

Kathy Hochul is one of the most depraved political figures I’ve ever had the misfortune to deal with. She’ll be going in the first wave of those due to the Devil. She’s a racist neo-Nazi, masquerading as a good person with her protective liberal policies. Behind the scenes she’s trafficking humans, children included, for her dying false god Mick Jagger. Stealing my taxes, trying to coerce me into the Illuminati (read Clink Clink Kathy Hochul & Co).

When I reference the demonic New York democrats it’s Hochul, Alvin Bragg, Eric Adams, AOC, Eric Gonzalez & Letitia James. They’ve been tested to see where their allegiances lie and it’s with the Devil. They’re employed by soon to be gone Rupert & Lachlan Murdoch. Times up. I’m a Goddess, if I’m more powerful than Satan, what do you think is going to happen to you? You yield to him out of fear of what he can do, his abilities are gone now because of me. On his final days, because of me. Stuck with Raggedy Anne because of Lewis Dvorkin (read Melanie Hamrick: A Lesson From God). When he dies he’ll take who I direct him to…enjoy this time, you don’t have long, it’s the wrath of the GODs you should fear, always. Via: New York State

Kelly Rowland And Lala Anthony Are Trash

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When I saw Kelly Rowland I freaked the Fuck out. I lovedddddd her, but the rules at Miss Lily’s were clear: NO FAN GIRLING! Meaning treat celebrities like every other guest. Allow them their privacy, don’t scream, don’t ask for autographs, don’t take pictures etc…thems the rules and if you were caught breaking them you’d get reprimanded. So I stayed as calm as possible, coming off apathetic when interacting with her. However, at every possible nook, cranny, service station, I was losing my shit! This was a childhood idol, a chocolate queen, her body was bomb, I liked her better than Beyoncé growing up (when in Destiny’s Child) plus unlike B she could act. Shade all the way, I loved Carmen The Hip Hopera (that soundtrack was lit “You tryna act like I’m not a cop, you can bring the cuffs if you would like to if that’s your style”…let me download that right now), but that’s as good as it gets for her. Jennifer Hudson was Dream Girls, period.

Kelly came in with Lala Anthony, her son, and Lala’s cousin, Po (who I loved when Lala had that show), we gave them two tables, instead of the one they all fit at. I tried not to stare and drool when looking at Kelly, biting my tongue multiple times to keep my cool. At one point I almost said fuck it, telling my peers I think she’s getting upset I’m pretending she’s not major! They reminded me to follow the rules despite my instincts, so I did.

It started off a mess, they wanted ackee and salt fish (add dumplings, the gray ones, with some steamed okra and you have my favorite Caribbean meal). This was a weekday, that dish is strictly brunch. Meaning it’s only prepped for the weekend, Chef Andre (two time Chopped champion) told me NO. Persistent as always I groveled, begged, this was Kelly Rowland, please oh please. Side note I’m a really good beggar, everyone’s told me that since middle school, I turn my big doe eyes all sad and large, I pout, I plead, works like a charm. Chef Andre relents, duh, my talent is top tier. After going back and forth, because Lala wouldn’t take no for an answer the first hundred times, I tell them the good news.
“He’ll do it, but it’ll take half an hour.”
Meals have to be prepped based on time of day and type of service. They didn’t just have it lying in wait. After 15 minutes minimum, I kid you not, taking time away from my other tables, Lala says never-mind.
”But he’s already started it,” I inform her, explaining everything. She didn’t give af, she made me go back and forth a million times, just to be difficult. Then, then, Kelly pays.

The bill totaled $250, the standard 20% would be a $50 tip. Me being me, people usually left 22%-25% since I’m honestly an exceptional server. Miss Lily’s was my first serving job, prior I worked for Danny Meyer as a server assistant, possessing a fine dining hospitality background where the others had not. I brought in the most tip money, the managers used it to fuel the staff, mentioning it at pre-shifts. That’s why everyone quit when I left. Everywhere I’ve gone after I always brought in the most tip, people have left me more than half the bill. Nope not Kelly, she left me $20, making sure to say bye have a good one, before I saw the receipt. Mind you she used a fucking black card (her hands are soft af btw), to leave less than 10 %! A fucking horrific, high maintenance bitch. Tacky too. Everyone was pissed. Apparently Beyoncé liked everyone acting normal and tipped beyond normal. Like a legendary one, spoken about years later. I wasn’t there when Beyonce came, but a lot of the others on the floor that night were and expected the same from Kelly.

Long story short, she’s a terrible person, just like Lala. I’m not taking advice from an Uncle Tom defending another one. I have Chris Brown demonic ass (he literally has a demon attached to him) on a troll account. None of these people change, they support disgusting behavior, I have over two years plus proof of it. Then they lie pretending they didn’t know about Harvey Weinstein and Jeff Epstein, most of them are full of shit. That’s why I’m here. Times up. The devil always come to collect, you always reap what you sow and it’s my time. For once, I’m ready. Via: Access Hollywood