Personally, I was never really into the first Best Man movie. When I saw the previews for the Holiday sequel, I had to wikipedia the first movie just to remind me of what the hell went on.
On the second night of it's release, I ended up at the theater with some friends to see The Best Man Holiday.
Going into it, I told myself that I wasn't going to like it. I thought it was gonna be some Tyler Perry plotted bomb with predictability at every turn.
I was pleasantly surprised when the movie knocked me off my high horse. It was actually kinda...good.
I'm an easy crier and the fact that I wasn't expecting any tear-jerk moments, made the ending of the film even heavier for me. I cried. And I cried. And I cried. Smh.
Aside from that, let me just say that I have not ever been really turned on by Morris Chestnut.
I get it though. He's a tall, dark and handsome cocktail.
His body is Adonis personified.
But for me, Morris is a neck-downer. Everything from his neck and down, gives me a really good woody.
*meh*...
However, the women in that movie theater would claw my eyes if they heard me say such blasphemy.
Good golly. The scenes where he was shirtless, they were in their creaming their pants. All I heard was "oooohhh....girl....damn!! MMMmmmMMM..."...
And I'm just looking around like ???
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Music, you say?
Dear Lover -- Teena Marie
End of Time --Beyonce
Esta Noche --- Azealia Banks
Help Youngblood Get to the Freaky Party -- Teena Marie (yeah, the title sounds strange, but so does the song. I fucking love it!)
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Enjoy the pics!
-_Cogito
Capricornaries@hotmail.com
On the second night of it's release, I ended up at the theater with some friends to see The Best Man Holiday.
Going into it, I told myself that I wasn't going to like it. I thought it was gonna be some Tyler Perry plotted bomb with predictability at every turn.
I was pleasantly surprised when the movie knocked me off my high horse. It was actually kinda...good.
I'm an easy crier and the fact that I wasn't expecting any tear-jerk moments, made the ending of the film even heavier for me. I cried. And I cried. And I cried. Smh.
Aside from that, let me just say that I have not ever been really turned on by Morris Chestnut.
I get it though. He's a tall, dark and handsome cocktail.
His body is Adonis personified.
But for me, Morris is a neck-downer. Everything from his neck and down, gives me a really good woody.
*meh*...
However, the women in that movie theater would claw my eyes if they heard me say such blasphemy.
Good golly. The scenes where he was shirtless, they were in their creaming their pants. All I heard was "oooohhh....girl....damn!! MMMmmmMMM..."...
And I'm just looking around like ???
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Music, you say?
Dear Lover -- Teena Marie
End of Time --Beyonce
Esta Noche --- Azealia Banks
Help Youngblood Get to the Freaky Party -- Teena Marie (yeah, the title sounds strange, but so does the song. I fucking love it!)
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Enjoy the pics!
-_Cogito
Capricornaries@hotmail.com
