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And they weren’t a one trick pony either. A MASTERCLASS.
When En Vogue hit SNL in March 1992, they dismantled the myth that girl groups couldn’t sing full-throttle live in heels. Trading leads across Cindy, Dawn, Terry, and Maxine, their dynamic control remained untouchable—from Dawn’s raspy rock bite to Terry’s operatic belts. When they converged on the hook, their four-part harmonies locked in with their blend and zero backing tape. The album dropped 3 days later, proving to themselves and to the world just how Funky, these Divas really are.
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Jennifer Hudson, a Black girl from Chicago, went from an American Idol reject to an Oscar in 3 years. Less than 2 years later, a man in her own family shot her mother in the back, her brother in his bed, and her 7-year-old nephew - to punish a woman who wasn’t even home
She grew up on the South Side of Chicago, singing in her family’s Baptist church - one more Black girl from a neighborhood the world had already written off. American Idol sent her home in 7th place in 2004. 3 years later she walked onto a stage and picked up an Academy Award, and the first thing real money let her do was reach back: a better house, a better life, her mother finally out of harm’s way. Which is what makes the rest of it so hard to sit with
The man was William Balfour, her sister Julia’s estranged husband - and he was out on parole. He couldn’t stand that Julia had left him, so one morning in October 2008 he walked into the family home and took it out on everyone except her. Police found Jennifer’s mother, Darnell, face down in the living room, shot in the back, a broom still by her hand as if she’d tried to fend him off. They found her brother, Jason, in his bed, head on the pillow, the sheets still pulled up - killed in his sleep. Then Balfour took Julia’s 7-year-old son, Julian, and shot him too; the boy was found in the back of an SUV 3 days later. Julia, the only person he was actually angry at, was at work. That’s the sole reason anyone in that family is still alive. In the video below, you can watch the man who did it talk on camera - calm, flat, a person who erased a family to hurt one woman who got away from him
Here’s what it really shows, and it’s bigger than one family. The people who do the most damage are almost never aiming at you. You just happen to be standing next to the person they can’t forgive. Jennifer Hudson had the Oscar, the money, the means to move her family anywhere on earth - and she used every bit of it to get them out of the old life. But money buys distance from a place. It buys nothing from a person who already has a key to the door and a reason that was never about you. Her family didn’t die for anything they did. They died for being close to someone a violent man had decided he owned
And some smaller version of that is sitting in your own life right now. The relative with the temper everyone “manages.” The in-law nobody trusts but everybody seats at the table anyway. The feud you stay out of because you tell yourself it has nothing to do with you. But rage doesn’t stay pointed where it started - it lands on whoever is closest when it finally goes off, and that is almost never the person it was meant for. The ones who pay are the bystanders: the mother, the brother, the 7-year-old who was never part of the fight at all
Jennifer Hudson did everything a person is told to do. She got out, she won the highest prize there is, she pulled her whole family up behind her - and none of it saved them, because the man who killed them was never angry at them to begin with. They were simply within reach. So ask yourself who’s already inside your own circle carrying a grudge at someone else entirely - and whether the people you love are standing in the blast radius of a fight that was never theirs
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Katherine was booked for a prince, a police chief and the entire Argentina soccer team. In the '80s she made $500,000 a year working for the madam Heidi Fleiss took her clients from. Then the FBI caught her with 6 kilos of c*caine and $79,000 cash.
And she was relieved.
She is 73 now. She grew up 10 minutes from Beverly Hills. Her dad worked for the Max Factor family, and she was in modeling school. Then her family fell apart and she ended up working for "Alex", a Hungarian madam in Bel Air. According to Katherine, Alex's black book is where Heidi Fleiss got her numbers. The entry ticket was brutal: to get hired, you had to "audition" with the madam's boyfriend.
The clients were another planet. Alex booked the entire Argentina soccer team, and the girls were expected to stay all day while the young players went one after another. Katherine did three, said she was done and walked out. She got fired, until a client requested her and she was called back. A prince ordered one black girl, one Asian girl and one white girl. Nobody walked out of there with less than $2,000. She was flown to New York for three days for a man who wanted a girl who looked exactly like her. She was flown to Detroit for a client who turned out to be the chief of police.
She counted it once: a little more than half a million dollars a year. In the 1980s. She walked Rodeo Drive with $20,000 to $50,000 in her bag and drove a Rolls-Royce and a gold Cadillac. At the same time she was moving dr*gs with people "pretty big in the drug world". Her boyfriend, a pimp, broke her ribs, and her face needed surgery. One client put a knife to her throat on Laurel Canyon. She survived, took a cab home, changed and went back to work the same night.
On September 7, 1989 it all ended. The FBI arrested her with six kilos of c*caine and $79,000. She says she was beaten and held with no bail. Her lawyer was the son of a mafia family. She was looking at 20 years.
She says the arrest felt like "a relief". She was 36, and she was done.
Today she is a chaplain on Skid Row, pulling women out of the same life.
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In 1946, Ophelia DeVore discovered just how deeply racism shaped the American modeling industry. Because she was light-skinned, she had been allowed to study at New York’s Vogue School of Modeling. It was only when she watched the school turn away another Black woman that she realized administrators had assumed she was white. DeVore later recalled, “I didn’t know that they didn’t know.”
Born in Edgefield, South Carolina, in 1922, DeVore had moved to New York as a child and studied mathematics and languages at New York University. She began modeling as a teenager, but opportunities for Black women were extremely limited. Even as magazines such as Ebony began creating more space for Black models, mainstream fashion remained overwhelmingly segregated.
Instead of waiting for the industry to change, DeVore helped build an alternative. In 1946, she and four friends founded the Grace Del Marco Modeling Agency to train and represent models of color. Two years later, she established the Ophelia DeVore School of Self-Development and Modeling, which operated for more than six decades.
Her influence reached far beyond modeling. Diahann Carroll, Cicely Tyson and Richard Roundtree were among the people connected to her agency and school, while Helen Williams became one of the most prominent Black models of her generation. DeVore also helped bring Black beauty and talent into spaces where they had previously been excluded, including major fashion and entertainment venues.
Her work was never simply about appearances. DeVore understood that representation could shape how Black Americans were seen by the wider country. She later became a newspaper publisher and continued working in business, media and advocacy.
Ophelia DeVore died in 2014 at 91. She entered an industry that had tried to keep Black women outside its doors and spent the next six decades creating doors of her own.
