Dear Gossips,
Bitch Better Have My Money.
That’s all I’ve been listening to in the car. At my desk. I haven’t taken Rihanna to the gym yet but I can’t wait to break the treadmill with this song on repeat. It’s that kind of song. Makes me want to screw up my face, get up in someone else’s face, pick a fight. Go to Indiana and ask that old Pence guy …
WHAT THE F-CK ARE YOU SO AFRAID OF?
Maybe we should send Rihanna there. Get her to tell him that his “wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign car”.
Because #BBHMM is an equality anthem. The next time there’s a Hollywood emails leak and female actors aren’t paid as much as their male counterparts?
Bitch Better Have My Money.
When they whitewash a movie and cast Blake Lively in the lead role?
Bitch Better Have My Money.
When the women in your company keep getting circulated through middle management and the executive level is almost entirely men?
Bitch Better Have My Money.
The next time Shailene Woodley tries to deny feminism?
Bitch Better Have My Money.
Rihanna will be performing #BBHMM at the iHeartRadio Music Awards on March 29. I’m ready.
Have a great weekend.
Yours in gossip,
Lainey
