Keke Palmer is Black Hollywood’s sweetheart. Making her big screen debut in 2006′s ”Akeelah and The Bee” the lovely actress has grown up before our eyes, but even with her success, Palmer has struggled with the same issues of self-esteem not uncommon to young Black women.
Why hire a video girl when you have a gorgeous woman like Chrissy Teigen right at home?!
John Legend shows off his new wife and footage from his Italian wedding in the visuals for his latest single, “All Of Me.” Shot in black and white, the five-minute video takes us on a journey of their love story.
Keke Palmer is no longer a little girl. Just like every Nickelodeon and Disney child star, at some point they all have to grow-up. However, Palmer differs from many child stars who are now adults, she simply stays out of the Hollywood limelight and keeps her business behind closed doors.
Palmer covers Fuzion Magazine's October issue and gives us a glimpse of whats going on in her life.
Jay Z graces the November cover of Vanity Fair magazine solo for the first time and talks candidly about his family, business ventures and how his past prepared him for the world of business. Mr. Carter said, "to be in a drug deal you need to know what you can spend, what you can re-up." "I know budgets I was a drug dealer." …
No kidding. Following the release of comeback single "We Can't Stop" and the twerk seen 'round the world at the MTV VMAs, it seems like the entire Internet is abuzz with the question: What Is Miley Cyrus Thinking?
One thing that is factual and tactical is that Tristan Wilds is the man of the hour when it comes to the ladies. While most transitions from the acting realm to the world of music are met with abrasion, Mack Wild's re-invention has been the talk of the town.
At the top of October, the artist formerly known as the actor Tristan made his full bloom into Mack Wilds with the release of…
Take a piano. Strap a projector above it. Build a Guitar Hero-esque interface that shows upcoming notes, and project it down onto the Piano's top surface and keys. What do you get?
The piano instructor of the freakin' future. Or, at least, a piano instructor that won't yell at you and make you wish you decided to stick with soccer after all.
Dear capital-F Feminists, Please Stop the Slut-Shaming. Love, a lower-case-f feminist.
The first time I heard the funky beats of Robin Thicke’s “Blurred Lines” emanating from my radio, I did what any normal, able-bodied human being would do...I boogied my ass off. But just days after the song’s meteoric rise to the top of the charts, scathing criticisms began to arise, citing sexual harassment, slut-shaming, and victim-blaming among many of the artists’ apparently blatant offenses.