Why do I allow this to happen over and over again? Beyonce is the Ike Turner of my edges and I allow her to grab me by them every few months.
This morning I woke up (Flawless) Posted up on social media (Flawless) only to see Twitter going HAM and turkey over her new ad for her Ivy Park clothing brand.
Bih, whet?(I'm sorry please know any Beyonce related posts on this page will contain ZERO chill) It's tew much! I don't know how to act, speak or type about her without slipping into stan mode.
So listen Linda, I don't know how much these clothes cost or what sizes they come in but you best believe I'm getting me a piece of fabric with Ivy Park on it, you heard?
Ok, so let's get real for a second. So, if you watch the video ad, you will understand the history and meaning behind the brand, its name and you get to see Beyonce work out and even then the chick looks like a glistening Creole goddess.
So she talking 'bout working out and sweating, how it made her who she is today, you know the chick who dances and sings in heels for HOURS at a time on tour while most singers get that good two step sway with a microphone in front of them and still can't complete a tour? Yes, feel free to remove your sunglasses. I threw enough shade to help you see my point!
So Ivy Park hits stores on April 14, 2016. Get your coins and wi-fi in formationbecause you KNOW it's gonna sell out just like that tour. I'm so serious about wrapping this up and finding me a park to run, nah walk. Who am I kidding, sit in so I can be like Beyonce. Ok, I'll try to walk, but the way my allergies is set up...