Today is Ladies Day! The 1st stop of the #DJDimepieceBirthdayTour
! COLUMBUS, OH! My Dimes in free B4 6:30! Tap for info! C U there❤️⏰
was seen chilling with the homies when #meekmill
pulled up. He got grabbed @ but jumped 🤔. His friend got jumped while he looked on. . #nickiminaj
come get them, your exes! Lol. ‼️Bad bitches have exes fighting! Some of you can't even spell b-o-y-f-r-i-e-n-d‼️
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Janet Jackson Is 'So Happy' to Be a Mom to 'the Cutest Baby', Says Producer Jimmy Jam. #FACTS
JUNE 24, 2017. Jackson's longtime producer, Jimmy Jam, opened up about the 51-year-old singer's upcoming music and adorable FaceTime calls with her 5-month-old son, Eissa. "She's so happy," the legendary songwriter and producer gushed during the ASCAP Rhythm and Soul Awards where he and musical partner Terry Lewis were honored in Beverly Hills, California, on Thursday.
Jackson has been working with Jam and Lewis since the '80s. The duo is responsible for her iconic Control album, along with various hits including, "When I Think Of You," "Miss You Much," and "Again." Though Jackson has been living in London, she usually reaches out to Jam via text message or FaceTime, so that he can have a chat with his "nephew." In May, a source close to Jackson, who split from husband Wissam Al Mana not long after Eissa's birth, revealed to ET that she wants to bring her son on tour. "She will be in court to flesh out the dissolution of her marriage," the source said at the time. "Touring with baby Eissa could be a possible problem but she's hoping it's not." Although she's already dropped 50 pounds of baby weight, Jackson plans to get in even better shape before she hits the road. "She'll be coming out full force and unrestricted," the source added. "Janet will begin rigorously dieting. She wants to look her best for herself and her fans." #entertainmentninfo #NINFONETWORK #JANETJACKSON #JACKSONS #JIMMYJAM #MICHAELJACKSON #SINGER #WISSAMALMANA #ENEWS #CELEBRITIES #BET #LATIMES #WASHINGTONPOST #HOLLYWOODREPORTER #GAWKER #USWEEKLY #VOGUEMAG #PAPARAZZI #COSMOPOLITAN #BUZZFEED #HUFFPOSTGRAM #TIMEMAGAZINE #OPRAHMAGAZINE #NYC #LONDON #PARIS #MTV #INTOUCH #BOSSIP
i feel like she's job obsessed🗣️
Honestly, this twin scandal was still a pestering subject within me, but my soul somehow willing to accept it. I won't lie, I had actually fallen in love with Harry, not really Marcel. Marcel was just my monotonous classmate and perhaps a good friend, that I awfully very frequently picked up on, but Harry changed the thought completely. He was the one I always wanted to be around, the one to help me out of problems, the one to be able to hold me when I'm not alright... My heart just seemed to justify it for me. But not my mind. It still opposed, screaming that this wasn't right. That Harry could never be Marcel, the man I thought was always with me.
At the end, I just didn't want to say anything about this situation. Harry, being called that now either way, was mine, I didn't care about the rest of the world. I've had to- "Y/n!" I could partially here a female voice call, my mind drifting off somewhere else. "Why are you here?" I blurted out in the midst of my frizzled thoughts. "What?!" Her small outburst snapped me back. "No, not that way. I mean," I sat up straighter, taking a sip. "How're you in London?" "Uh," She stuttered, her nervous gazes directed towards Harry, who bit his lip, putting his lips up to the rim of his glass. "Just a small visit." I covered up my amusement. "Oh, okay." (2/2)
"Remember the school prom, Harry?" Marcel asked as he got up to pour a drink for all of us. "Of course, a day to remember." Harry softly said, his eyes darting towards me. Me and Brailey were left confused. "What about that day?" I finally questioned, so they could stop sharing knowing looks and explain it to us too. "You all thought it was me all along," Marcel began, his lips displaying the humor of the fact. "But it wasn't." "Then who was it?" Brailey questioned. "Both of us." Harry beat Marcel to the answer. "What?" Both of us chorused as they laughed at our reactions. "Yes, you must've noticed a little change in me. I can't dance that well, girls." Marcel admitted, slightly shrugging his shoulders as he poured the drink. "Why would Harry be there?" Brailey questioned. "He wanted to see Y/n on that day. He said he knew you'd look gorgeous and he sure as hell didn't want to miss that chance. I proposed him some photos, but the thought didn't seem to satisfy him. He wanted to be there, so there we were." He passed out the drinks to Harry. "Wow..." I laughed. "Well, then I guess you were proven wrong, Harry, because I looked gross in that dress Brailey chose out for me." I clenched my jaw at her name, looking beside me. She sheepishly smiled at me. "Well, partially. You weren't at your best, of course, but you still managed to pull that off elegantly baby." My boyfriend complimented and handed me my wine, making my cheeks tingle with heat. "But I left halfway through. I was afraid we'd get caught and Harry wasn't going to leave before you." Marcel interrupted, sitting back down. (1/2)