Seriously, who doesn't love Big Ang? The Mob Wives star is enjoying the spoils of a successful spin-off which will be returning this fall and her bar the Drunken Monkey is now a happening haunt on Staten Island.
Now, Ang has opened another watering hole in a warmer locale…her self-proclaimed home away from home. May I introduce you to Ang's newest business endeavor, the Miami Monkey?
Is it just me, or is NO ONE getting along on Love & Hip Hop Atlanta? Friends are turning on one another, and couples are crumbling. Last night, Benzino was the only voice of reason–is that a sign of the apocalypse?
After a cuss-filled rant at the video shoot, Mimi Faust meets up with her biffle Ariane to hash out the fight they had. Both women agree that K. Michelle has a big mouth, but Ariane thinks that Nico and Johnny should have handled the situation better. She tells Mimi that the two men shouldn't have ganged up on K. Michelle, but Mimi isn't willing to forgive her friend. Ariane persuades Mimi to join her on a quick trip to New York City where she will be visiting with K. Michelle. She hopes her two friends will work through their differences. Mimi won't shed her tough-girl exterior, but she would love to grab a drink at The Drunken Monkey. Someone warn Big Ang, STAT!
Momma Dee want to clear the air withLil' Scrappy regarding her end of engagement cake, but she admits that her son hurt her feelings with all of his negative talk. He still can't understand how his mother can claim she loves him and wants the best for him while disrespecting him. Of course, Scrappy is appeased (and slightly shocked) when Dee apologizes, but she is quick to reveal out of his earshot that she doesn't mean it. She's thrilled that Erica Dixon is out of the picture, and she loved the delicious EOE cake!
Last night's Love & Hip Hop Atlanta was especially hilarious. While we weren't treated to nearly enough of Joseline Hernandez' one-liners, we did get to witness the most backwards and ridiculous job interview I've ever seen. K. Michelle proved yet again that she's not at all homophobic (cough, cough), and we got to meet Lil' Scrappy's amazingly normal dad. I wasn't expecting that at all!
Mimi Faust is meeting up with Stevie J. to talk about their daughter, but of course, he wants to know all about the Stevie knock-off she's dating. Why does Mimi act so suprised that he isn't able to have an adult conversation? Stevie gets offended that Mimi doesn't like their young daughter around the inappropriate Joseline, but it's nothing he can't get past with some smooth talk and a shot of liquor. What do these women see in him? He reminds her that beside their daughter, they also share a matching tattoo that will bind them together forever. Is he for real?
It turns out that Traci is friends with Shay, so the pair are lunching and chatting about the Lil' Scrappy and Erica Dixon situation. Shay wanted to pay back Scrappy for his behavior, but she's tempted to just be happy that he's happy. Traci agrees that the latter is the better route. She's spent so much time plotting and slashing tires and beating up girls in the course of her time with Drew, and she tells Shay it's better just to let time heal all wounds. Shay is not quite convinced, and I am officially scared of Traci.
Apparently contract disputes are in the air this spring!
The stars of Love & Hip Hop are not happy and they are staging a protest in response. Filming for the new season is supposed to be starting now, but TMZ shares that the stars are "refusing" to go back to work because they believe they are because the contracts are unfair. That's code for we want more money, biatches!
Her personality is larger than life…and so are her boobs! Big Ang has endeared herself to Mob Wives fans so much so that she was granted a VH1 spin-off last year. We've seen her be a loyal friend, a caring mother, and a wild and crazy party animal. Her hobbies include tanning, smoking, drinking, and enhancing body parts. What's not to love?
Ang has a hilarious relationship with her husband, and she supported her son as he faced jail and rehab. Among her friends she is often the only voice of reason, and she is never at a loss for words. Some may say that Ang can't keep her mouth shut…and it's not just because she has too much filler in her lips!
Can you sing the alphabet? You needn't go far…"A-B-C-D" Okay stop. You have reached the letter that encapsulates this entire blog post. D. As in D-List…if I'm being generous. VH1's Couples Therapy is awesome at bringing the most irrelevant and desperate reality couples together for one last ditch attempt at that fifteenth minute.
This season is no different. Producers have reached deep into their vault and resurrected some folks who are going to make for hilariously awful television. We've got some MTV clingers, a clock wearing rapper (I do love him), and a purveyor of topless ladies…just to name a few. It should be a very interesting mix, that's for sure!
Traci is going to meet with Drew to talk about their recent blow-up, and she calls them a "family." She reveals that she was so in love with Drew, but I don't think she needs to be using the past tense. Traci gives a little history on their past before dropping off Little Drew with the baby-sitter. Over lunch, she tells Drew that she deserves better than seeing him with different girls and groupies every night. He reminds her that they haven't been a couple in seven years, because she clearly thinks they are still together. When Drew straight-up says he just wants to discuss her investing in his sneaker boutique, she storms out of the restaurant, promising to give him her money once she's calmed down. Yeah, that sounds like a great idea!
Mimi Faust is on a date with her new boyfriend Nikko. She reveals that he's a blast from the past, and she hopes that he will understand that she comes with baggage…in the form of Stevie J. Nikko realizes that everyone has skeletons in their closet, but his aren't haunting him like Mimi's are. Mimi admits that Stevie has given her some major trust issues, and she's worried that Nikko is a music producer like her ex.