Last night I had a dream that Rihanna had a meltdown right before the Diamond Ball. Except nothing made sense. She was in a wedding dress (like the ball gown in that instavid of her running) with straight black hair. And she had pink makeup across her face, (like on the W Magazine cover, just not blue). And she was mad because she wanted to use some sort of step stool and it wasn't high enough. Then I turn around and this bitch has curls down her back and is in a bath robe cussing me and some white guy out because her dress wasn't ready. I was like "Bitch you're a fashion icon, chill out, everything will be fine.

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