I’ve said it once and I will say it again. Every hoe needs a ‘mo.
Mine goes by the name Max Bronner. Our love affair began in high school while Maxy-Poo was still (barely) in the closet. We drove around the parking lot blasting Britney, choreographing dances and went to every sample sale Los Angeles had to offer.
(This is Max and I as Seal and Heidi Klum circa 2007. For the record, Max is not black #dedicated)
Now, Maxy is a full fledged make-up artist extraordinaire and my future bunk-mate in hell. Our mutual distaste for kitten heels, Coach bags and the inland empire have withstood the test of time. You will see more of Maxy-Poo (make-up tutorials, life coaching, etc) in “Haute Mess and a Homo”. Brace yourself.