Just wanted to say - even though Usher's momma was in attendance, she was near her (young) boo and younger son James the whole time. Usher was super-social with all of us beauty editors, which was a bit weird, but whatever. He made a secial point to shout-out his momma every chance a microphone came his way, dedicating the scents to her, blah blah blah. Tameka showed up hella late, hella preggers, though looking quite fab in 4-inch heels and a gray mini-dress. I get into her maternity style game.
Oh, and you could still slice the tension in the room with a knife when those two (momma & Meka) walked right past AND ignored each other a few times. They may have made nice for a camera or two, but don't believe the hype.
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