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poptrixxx are crying now, because Janet has returned to shut them up and DOWN…

 

 

 

For poptrixxx right now?

 

In this very moment?

 

They are scared.

 

They are clearing stages and running to Vegas.

 

They are showing up at The Met NEKKID.

 

They are making that coin on reality TV.

 

They are chasing after men half their age for some headlines!

 

Any and everything, these poptrixxx are doing now because they’ve heard that rumor and now they know it ain’t no rumor and they’re shaking in their Louboutins.

 

Because?

 

 

She’s baaaaaaaack.

 

 

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As soon as she put a TOE on the porch, poptrixxx started running like roaches when the lights come on. As soon as she said ‘Hello‘, the only thing the other poptrixxx heard was ‘BYE, Felicia’. Because they know what time it is. They know that a real diva is about to put poptrixxx in their place. And that place?

 

May involve a ditch.

 

These poptrixxx have had plenty of time to shine and test their potential yet they continue to be borderline basic. These poptrixxx have borrowed so much from Janet that they’ve all but snatched her face and run with it. These poptrixxx have tried to make us forget who Janet IS, but they’ve only made us miss her more.

 

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“Which one of you poptrixxx tried to steal my throne?!”

And it’s not like Janet has anything to prove because she doesn’t. Count those pre-AutoTune Grammys, hateresses.

 

It’s not like Janet needs the money. Ask her billionaire husband if you need a quote, trick-a-licks.

 

This return is for the joy, the connection with her fans. Not a check from a Las Vegas club.

 

Yes, *insert name here*, I’m talking to you.

 

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Janet is coming and wannabe divas are shuffling around in an attempt to get out of her way. They are scared someone will remind them of which side of the velvet rope they truly belong on. Because it’s not necessary to say her last name because the regality is implied, been tried, and can never be denied.

 

The original Black Cat is set to thunder in 5,4,3,2…

 

Bow down, bitches!

 

Triston

Triston is an American jetset performance artist, writer, event organizer, and activist based in Europe. As a freelance journalist, he has covered both the underground and mainstream aspects of the arts, culture, music, entertainment, travel, fashion and Fashion Week in several cities, including New York, London, Berlin, Istanbul, Sydney, Bangkok, Hong Kong, and Tokyo to name a few. He has been published in The Huffington Post, Trespass (London), Adaras Magazine (Miami) as well as featured in publications such as the New York Times, Vogue Italia, Turkish Huriyet and other on-line and print magazines in the U.S. and internationally. He recently released his memoir on life in Europe, ‘Heaux Confessionals’. As a solo performer and with his band $kandal Du$t, he has toured in some of the world’s most renowned clubs, simultaneously maintaining an underground renaissance, blurring the lines of all that is traditional and leaving his indelible, and ultimately unforgettable impression. There is no divide.


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