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Michelle Obama, You Are Puttin’ a Hurtin’ on That ESSENCE Cover.

Michelle Obama’s January 2009 ESSENCE cover

Clearly, this “collector’s edition” January 2009 cover—one of two—wasn’t much of a stretch for ESSENCE.

Now, a little somethin’ for the ladies….

Barack Obama January 2009 ESSENCE magazine cover

[via Hip-Hop Crunch]

Tha Carter IV.

Mad magazine cover #496

Alfred E. Neuman meets rapper Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr. on the December 2008 cover of MAD. Lil Wayne, wow: You have officially made it.

[via Tom’s MAD Blog]

Best. Obama. Cover. Ever.

“What…me win the nomination?”

I bought MAD magazine‘s hilarious Barack Obama parody on sight yesterday, only $4.99 cheap! HuffPo ran the story, but my question is the same one I had when I saw the hacked artwork documenting Obama’s illegal wiretaps vote: Who’s gonna try swingin’ a placard-sized version of this at the Democratic National Convention, next month?

Give Me a Break.

Barack Opimpa.

Come on: I get it that, right about now, Ebony is probably starving for any kind of contact with Obama, or for any reason to put him on the cover, but seriously….

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I Guess They Just Didn’t Know Where That Finger Had Been.

Bite down….

Further proof that, especially planetarily, there’s no accounting for taste: The above ad, notes Boinkology, for Tom Ford Sunglasses, has been banned in Italy by that country’s Institute for Advertising Self-Discipline (IAP).

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“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, FRIENDS AND DISTINGUISHED GUESTS!!: The Honorable Mrs. Dr. Michael Eugene Misick, First Lady of Turks and Caicos Islands!”

LisaRaye Smooth cover

I’m not exactly a huge LisaRaye fan.

I think she’s really pretty, and, in some instances, astonishingly so. When she’s lit well and in motion—like she is in this ignominiously titled YouTube clip, “Lisa raye lookin sexy big butt”—her face has a sculptural quality, an interesting-from-any-angle form. I loved her in 2Pac’s “Toss Is Up” video, much less in The Players Club…and don’t even mention the execrable All of Us.

But when I first saw the inside-gatefold cover of Smooth, issue #36, above, I have to admit I was actually a little disappointed.

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Mad you found out….
“I’m sorry…I meant to go to jail!”: Akon makes a mean face

I’m not even an Akon fan. However, I just couldn’t resist the opportunity to write that headline before another blog did.

The Huffington Post got to The Smoking Gun earlier than the rest of us did, pointing out what rigorously fact-checked hip-hop magazines should have known a long time ago: When Senegal-born singer-songwriter-producer Akon

settled on “Konvicted” for the title of his second album, which sold nearly three million copies last year … “Kontrived” might have been a more accurate choice.

Akon’s ad nauseum claims about his criminal career and resulting prison time have been, to an overwhelming extent, exaggerated, embellished, or wholly fabricated, an investigation by The Smoking Gun has revealed.

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“Well, if I did, they weren’t one for long.”—Conservative pundit Ann Coulter, suggestively responding to the question, asked at a February Young Americans for Freedom forum, as to whether or not she’d ever dated a liberal.

Ann Coulter…Smokin’ HOTT!Tee-hee. This week, The Huffington Post quoted a New York Times‘s article on the new Wall Street Journal parody, My Wall Street Journal. Apparently, it so angered Rupert Murdoch that someone from the company went throughout Los Angeles, buying up the entire stock of local newsstands.

Last Thursday, Alexander Laurence was working at one such stand in Los Angeles, chatting with a customer, David Metz, when, both of them say, a man in a shirt with a Journal logo asked if anyone had seen a paper that looked sort of like The Journal.

“This guy comes by all the time to bring promotional stuff for The Wall Street Journal — bags, coin trays, stickers,” Mr. Laurence said.

Sure enough, they found what he was looking for. “He grabbed them all, said, ‘I need to buy all of these,’ ” Mr. Laurence said. “He had been going around to different stands, buying them.”

The man paid with a corporate American Express card. “At first he’s saying they have to make a correction or it’s not supposed to be out yet,” Mr. Metz said. “But then he said these are not published by The Wall Street Journal.”

Perhaps what most outraged Murdoch, and what the Huffington Post reproduced but the Times didn’t, was this, above: A full-page, topless spread of conservative “#1 FOX News Fox” Ann Coulter, done painstakingly in stipple, per Journal stylee.

On one hand, though satire, it could be argued that the image refines the use of women’s bodies as a territory over which men do battle, often symbolically, and that this post is part of that.

On the other hand, if accurate, the picture of a sow-like Coulter raises serious questions about the veracity of her Young Americans for Freedom forum quote, in the hed, further proving that conservatives not only mangle the truth, but exaggerate the greatness of Americans, particularly when speaking to naive, impressionable audiences.

Love the Shoes.

After the party….
Bag lady: Victoria Beckham says “Aaah” for photog Juergen Teller

Interesting article from yesterday’s New York Times on the creative partnership between German photographer Juergen Teller and American designer Marc Jacobs. But even more startling are Teller’s images, which have prettied up W and other fashion bibles for a decade: Teller as artist Cindy Sherman’s twin, or, in an incredible story, as Charlotte Rampling’s hapless gigolo.

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Bravo, Gawker. Bravo, Observer.

Wintour and Newhouse

The sole issue more amazing than the blatancy of VOGUE’s having mined crude racist imagery for their April 2008 LeBron James/Giselle Bündchen cover has been the whiteout of surrounding media on the issue.

Before and AfterHere, in New York, neither The New York Times, The New York Post, The New York Daily News, The New York Sun, or The Village Voice have cracked a word on this subject, online or off. Newsday wrote something, before the direct pairing of the cover and H.R. Hopps’s 1917 Destroy This Mad Brute—Enlist poster, right, was widely known. As for television, local and network, zero.

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