You can take the girl outta the ghetto....
Ya we’re movin on up,
To the east wing
To a deluxe apartment in the sky.
Ya we’re movin on up,
To the east side.
We finally got a piece of the pie.
Fish don’t fry in the kitchen;
Beans don’t burn on the grill.
Took a whole lotta tryin’,
Just to get up that hill.
Now we’re up in the big leagues,
It’s my turn at bat.
As long as we live, it’s you and me baby,
There ain’t nothin wrong with that.
During the early years, the MSM would fawn all over her for some of those goshawful outfits. MSM called her trendy and trendsetter and fashionable.
Apparently, she read her own press clippings and thought she was a fashion setter.
However, someone on the inside got the message that those goshawful outfits were goshawful. She seems to have improved her public persona and appearance.