Yesterday search crowned a chick who screamed New York from the obnoxious big head slippers, to the 3/$5 generic belt in every color, to my all time favorite "clapping before scrapping." But Rece Steele was not my main reason for watching, it was hip hop legend Yo-Yo. Every week, doing the ladies of hip hop justice, Yo-Yo came with the ill outfit and the freshest make-up to grace her face. While her make-up may have been one coat too much, her personality intrigued me. I wanted some emotion? No, I wanted anger? No...I don't know what it was, but I wanted it. But despite my frustrations, Yo-yo has this auntie presence about her that left no complaints. Reign supreme beauty. Reign supreme.
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