If Love Is What You Found, I Don't Want It!

I've always been a true fan of Rihanna's dating back to her throwback single If Its Loving That You Want. Just this week she released the video to her newest song about "love" called We Found Love ft Calvin Harris. The song is absolutely great, a perfect fist pumping track in the middle of the dance floor with your bff. But the music video had me more like WTH!? 

After watching it, I immediately picked up the phone and asked my best friend Alicia if she's seen it. After fifteen minute of calling everyone I knew (not a lot obviously cause it only took 15 minutes) I realized that I must clearly be Rihanna's biggest fan because no one on earth has seen this video yet! I just wanted to discuss what the heck I just watched. 

The song is about finding love in a strange place, but rather it depicted Rihanna with a Chris Brown doppelganger heavly using drugs and intense make out sessions. The relationship was toxic and appeared to be more of an obsession with each other. Now I am no psychologist but I think its evident that Rihanna needs help. Not straight jacket help but guidance. There must be at least 30 instances of crazy ape shit behavior in that 4:36 min video!

After everything she's been through with Chris Brown you'd think she'd try to portray a more positive image... and my mom says I'm not allowed to watch it again.

I may not to able allowed to watch it, but you can. Here's the link!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tg00YEETFzg

Hello....is this on?

Wooohooo! Finally up and running. This is way overdue, I should have had this going months ago. But oh well, better late than never. Now, I just wanted to clear up a few things about my new blog. You know they say, never judge a book by its cover...or title. So this blog is not going to be one continuous rant after another. Because BENT is really just my last name and it in no way describes my emotions on a daily basis. Don't get me wrong, time to time I will eloquantly express my dislike on a particular subject. I already have a few in mind, but I'll try space them out so you don't think I suffer from ASBF Syndrome = angry.single.black.female syndrome. BUT speaking of ASBF leads me perfectly into my second blog....read on!
...see what I did there? Created some suspense, no?