Ri-Ri Puts Them Cakes On Parade
Without Rihanna, I don’t think I could get out of bed in the morning. I’m not talking about her incessant string of hits, even though “We Found Love,” gives me an a.m. jolt almost as strong as coffee’s. I’m talking about Ri-Ri’s out-of-studio antics. I’m especially levitational when the Barbadian beauty goes on vacation. While in Hawaii this month, the media were all over her for smoking some of that funky stuff. Other sites swear she’s doing Chris Brown again. I’m more interested, always, in what looks she’s sportin’. I mean, the saucy silver one-piece above just screams Hollywood Boulevard. Now that Beyonce has gone all mommy on us (and, according to some people, she was always selling love more than sex anyway) and Lindsay Lohan is the wrong kind of pathetic, Rihanna is the most diva-licious babe in the pop firmament. Nothing is juicier than a Train Wreck Waiting To Happen.
