I'm all for being "Pro-Black" and all that black mumbo jumbo stuff. But there is NOTHING, and mean NOTHING that irks my nerves more than when people try to justify shit with being black. Vanity Fair recently dedicated their cover to Hollywood's HOTTEST Stars. Hottest, meaning actually doing something with themselves and their career. There wasn't any black girls, so Fearless Magazine goes ahead and puts THEIR spin on Hollywood's Hottest. Ok, seriously. NATURI!?!?!?!?!?! The chick is making her debut in that Bow Wow movie that hasn't even come out yet and now she's Hollywood's best!?! Lauren London, the LAST person that needs to be on a cover of ANYTHING as a positive role model. The chick from my wife and kids who disappeared off the face of this earth. KYLA PRATT!!!!! Really now???? People base shit off of talent. And NONE of these girls have had a KILLER roll that is deserving of a Vanity Fair cover. There are several black actresses who are paving their way and doing an excellent job with it. Tia is the ONLY girl who I can say is doing something with The Game. Magazines and black culture need to stop playing themselves. It's not a competition. We don't see Justin Bieber on the cover of Black Beat or The Source. Magazines are writing towards their general audience. And I'm sure Vanity Fair isn't supporting babies out of wedlock to a rapper who overdoses on cough syrup and is currently behind bars. #justsayin
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