The REAL on The Real Housewives of Atlanta Part 2

Once again I got the inside scoop on the RHOA from Miss Cadillac Kimberly via Twitter. She loves to put these broads on blast! Haha. Catch up on previous tidbits here: “The REAL on The Real Housewives of Atlanta”


Kim rents her house with Kroy. According to Kim, if Kroy gets re-signed then they will purchase that home.

Sheree never built that house that was up for construction on last week's episode. It was all a front. (Also confirmed by Nene Leakes)

Nene’s son is wearing USPA, the poor man's POLO, on last week's episode. So who knows how “rich” she really is. However he was carrying Louis Vuitton luggage to his dad's. Or was that Lewis Vuitton? Nene replied to all the jabs to her son's USPA shirt, stating that she buys whatever her son wants. He saw the shirt and liked it, so she bought it for him. It is reported that Nene is worth $3.5 million, but you can tell she has that new money by her recent actions.

Kandi secretly wants to swim in the lady pond, and may have a crush on Kim.

Cynthia didn’t fund her modeling school, an unnamed sponser did. Peter’s new venture BarOne is already not starting off so well. Reports from a unsatisfied customer states that BarOne called them 12 minutes before reservation time to confirm...2 days later!

And oddly enough, I don’t have any dirt on Phaedra

LOVE STUNNA

P.S. STAY TUNED FOR MORE UPDATES. THESE LADIES LOVE PUTTING EACH OTHER ON BLAST!

Behind the Scenes With Stunnafizz: A3C Recap Day 2

It’s day 2, October 8, 2011. Vee aka Fizz and I wake up, get dressed, and head to lunch. Dingbat comes along with us. Don’t know who Dingbat is? See here: So we drag ourselves into O’Charley’s (literally dragged). I’m in there with my stunna shades on in full effect! We all talk and reminisce about old times. College life in particular. We discuss our exes and old flings. It was very amusing learning stories about Vee that I didn’t know and was shocked to find out. It was even more amusing to get the dirt and truth about things that went on at Chattanooga State (Dingbat and my college). We eventually roll out and do a little bit of shopping. We head back to Dingbat’s apartment and chill, relax, and re-group for the night ahead of us.

After we’ve fully rested, Vee aka Fizz and I head down to A3C, this time leaving Dingy behind. Because we all know what happened the day before. We jump in my whip and get crunk for the night’s festivities. As I’m being the navigator I record a little StunnaFizz Randomness. We finally make it to the venue…on time might I add. We walk over to the djbooth.net stage for the first set. As we are making our way through the crowd I run into an old “buddy ol pal”… Kinfolk Kiashine. We’re not really friends, just hung out once. I was going to speak but for some reason I felt all shy and awkward, so I just kept it moving.

The first set was M.O.P. Talk about dope! They had the crowd going bananas! And when they performed “Ante Up” I was waiting for the mosh pit.


Next on stage was Dead Prez. These guys really did their thing! And why did they perform that workout song? They had me feeling very guilty for “letting myself go”. As the song continued, I felt very motivated. I was trying to hit the gym later that night.


Lastly we headed inside, and waited for Big Daddy Kane. He really rocked the crowd. Unfortunately some coon next to me was belligerent and obnoxious, taking away from the performance a bit. There is nothing worst then male groupies. Hey my dude, if you are reading this…get your life together! Other than that, the night went smoothly and epically! We continued to network and had an overall great night. Day 2 alone made up for the entire trip. Can honestly say I haven’t had that much fun in a long time.


Next stop SXSW (God willing).

LOVE STUNNA

Behind the Scenes With Stunnafizz: A3C Recap Day 1

It’s October 7, 2011, Vee aka Fizz, and I wake up at the crack of dawn from Indiana to head on our journey to Atlanta with our bags packed, and Ciroc on ice…we trucked it on down for 8 hours. Well the way I was driving, it was not quite 8 hours ha-ha. So we make it to my friend’s house, one of the dingiest people I know…a true air-head. You might say I’m being mean, but this is nothing new from what I’ve told her before LOL! So we make it to ATL fine, no confusion, it’s not until we are a few miles away when we get lost, because ‘Special’ isn’t sure where she lives. Why that wasn’t a red flag to me…I don’t know. So we all rush to get dressed and we leave her house around 6:30. I’m dead set on seeing my homie, Shane Eli perform at 7:30. We get in the car and Ms. Dingbat says she needs to go to the bank and the gas station. HELL NO!! We were on E! This heffa wasn’t doing anything all day…but now she needs to run all these errands! We stop for gas; I’m trying to rush her, and offer to lend her money to avoid a bank run. Finally back on the road, to what is supposed to be a thirty minute drive to A3C, turns into a horrific 2-hr drive! ‘Silly’ doesn’t know where she’s going. Her GPS is mad ghetto and gives us the wrong directions. I’m checking Twitter to see if, God willing, Shane’s performance gets pushed back some. And then I see him tweet how he killed it in Atlanta. I’m devastated and defeated at this point. LMAO! I drowned my sorrows.

Finally make it to the A3C and I’m on one! Shout out to my buddy Adam Howard that I met walking into the festival. He reminded me several times to make sure I see Big K.R.I.T perform. I agree. We register; I meet up with Shane and explain to him what happened. Then a little later I meet a cool cat by the name of Sais. He’s the manager of League of Extraordinary Gz. He’s sitting down minding his own business and I steal one of his cds. Remember…I’m on one. He explains to me that his group performed earlier, even did a song with Shane. Now I’m pissed again! We chop it up a bit more. I ask him if he had the choice of being signed to any label, who it would be. He tells me Duck Down Records. Y’all hear that over @duckdownmusic? Get at them!

I’m introducing him to the one and only Stunnafizz blog and I get three taps to the shoulder. It’s ‘dingbat’! And she’s ready to leave to get food. I’m ready to kill her at this point. She forces me to leave. And then I see motha f’n Big K.R.I.T walk past me!!! He is getting ready to hit the stage. My lil buddy Adam Howard is waving me down so I don’t miss Krit’s set and ‘dimwit’ is literally dragging me out. I’m begging her to stay until after the Krit show. She refuses.

So I leave bitter and scorned. After an evening of tears and utter chaos, some negro comes up to me with a mixtape. His name is P-Ruger. I look at him and I tell him to rap. He hesitated, and said he didn’t want to be put on the spot. I said “J.Cole would spit on the spot” He said “I’m not J.Cole”. I told him “with that attitude you never will be”. I gave it to him! He rapped. He had flow potential, but was lyrically challenged. Once again…I let him have it. He told me he liked me because I kept it real. Always!

We go back to “Dingy’s” house. I pass out. Then I wake up and it’s Day 2…

LOVE STUNNA

P.S. TO BE CONTINUED

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