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Every week, Amber Rose teaches her two-year-old son a new word.
This week’s word is technically not a word at all (TMZ will point this out after she’s uploaded a video of her lesson to Instagram) but it comes in handy as we try to explain to him why I am here on a Sunday afternoon—a complete stranger lounging in the palatial master bedroom of Mommy’s house in the Hollywood Hills.
At the event earlier this month, she broke down in tears telling the crowd her story, saying she wanted to forgive her famous exes for tearing her down before confessing: “It still hurts. It still fucking hurts.” And now she’s publishing her manifesto: a self-help guide called , 256 pages of memoir and motivational stem-winding for Rose-minded aspirants. “I love smoking.” This is the first of maybe a hundred times I’ll hear her say she doesn’t give a fuck, or has stopped giving a fuck. Rose is one of the few women in history who was meant to walk the earth with her head shaved.
She thought to herself: “As a woman, it’s like…fuck!
She was with him as he masterminded his own redemption story on That all ended years ago, but somehow Rose has only grown more famous.
And these days, she’s on a mission to prove that there are more interesting things about Amber Rose than her entombed romance with the most interesting man in culture.
Rose was in the audience watching in proud exasperation as West stormed the stage during Taylor Swift’s VMA acceptance speech, and she was along for the disastrous media tour that followed.
She was by his side as he went into self-imposed exile from the press.
After years of living as hip-hop arm candy and clickbait fetish object, she’s emerged, defiantly single-ish and eager to spread her womanly gospel.