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afam4eva: I can't believe you didn't name Jennifer Eliogu.

I forgot her name, im so ashamed of myself. I'll edit that post later. Thanks.

Caracta: dont8, why are you angry?

Oh so you also know he's always hungry.

Pipe, where did you post this pic that's got the girls going mental. This is must see!

dont8: *Hungry and angry*

Pele

Idowuogbo: ijebabe pls do a story on dis o! hahahahahhahahha!

When this one happen? Oh see how i miss things! Where is this pic?

bennyraz: ha ha ha ha... i can see, especially with Ijebabe & mynd doing their thing

Yes o! Jolosi

Idowuogbo: hmmm....*singing* come and see... American wonder!

I-go-dye lookalike forming American gangster? hian! Jesus is Lord o!

LMAO!

afam4eva: Una go hear from me very soon...i don suffer for this Nairaland. See as this girl tear me into shred.

Haba! Na dis one you call shredding?

Looks like he got a befitting send off. He will be missed.

Zack Orji
Dejumo Lewis
Stephanie Okereke-Linus
Uche Jombo and Julius Agwu

Monlisa Chinda, Charles Okafor, Paul Obazele and Stephanie Okereke
YAW
Zack Orji, Segun Azrinze, Ibinabo Fiberisima, RMD

Halima Abubakar, Segun Arinze & Jennifer Eliogu
Joseph Benjamin consoles Monalisa
Richard Mofe-Damijo, middle, with Segun Arinze

On Wednesday, January 9, 2013 the Nollywood actors and other entertainment big-wigs attended the Artiste Night-Candle Night procession for the late veteran actor Enebeli Elebuwa.

Beyoncé is ready to receive you now. From the chair where she's sitting, in the conference room of her sleek office suite in midtown Manhattan, at a round table elegantly laden with fine china, crisp cloth napkins, and take-out sushi from Nobu, she could toss some edamame over her shoulder and hit her sixteen Grammys, each wall-mounted in its own Plexiglas box. She is luminous, with that perfect smile and smooth coffee skin that shines under a blondish topknot and bangs. Today she's showing none of the bodaciously thick, hush-your-mouth body that's on display onstage, in her videos, and on these pages. This is Business Beyoncé, hypercomposed Beyoncé—fashionable, elegant, in charge. She's wearing the handiwork of no fewer than seven designers, among them Givenchy (the golden pin at her neck), Day Birger et Mikkelsen (her dainty gray-pink petal-collar blouse), Christian Louboutin (her pink five-inch studded heels), and Isabel Marant (her floral pants). She does not get up—a video camera has already been aimed at her face and turned on—so you greet her as you sit down. You have an agreed-upon window of time. Maybe a little more, if she finds you amusing.

You're here to talk about her big post-baby comeback (Blue Ivy, her daughter with Jay-Z, is a year old), which Beyoncé is marking in classic Beyoncé fashion: with a Hydra-headed pop-cultural blitzkrieg. This month, two weeks after she headlines the halftime show at Super Bowl XLVII, she will premiere an HBO "documentary"—more like a visual autobiography—about herself and her family that she financed, directed, produced, narrated, and stars in. This is a woman, after all, who's sold 75 million albums, just signed a $50 million endorsement deal with Pepsi (her flawless visage will festoon actual cans of soda), and will soon embark on a world tour to promote her fifth solo album, as yet untitled, due out as early as April. Who wouldn't want to know how she gets the job done?

"I worked so hard during my childhood to meet this goal: By the time I was 30 years old, I could do what I want," she says. "I've reached that. I feel very fortunate to be in that position. But I've sacrificed a lot of things, and I've worked harder than probably anyone I know, at least in the music industry. So I just have to remind myself that I deserve it."

Anytime she wants to remind herself of all that work—or almost anything else that's ever happened in her life—all she has to do is walk down the hall. There, across from the narrow conference room in which you are interviewing her, is another long, narrow room that contains the official Beyoncé archive, a temperature-controlled digital-storage facility that contains virtually every existing photograph of her, starting with the very first frames taken of Destiny's Child, the '90s girl group she once fronted; every interview she's ever done; every video of every show she's ever performed; every diary entry she's ever recorded while looking into the unblinking eye of her laptop.

"Stop pretending that I have it all together," she tells herself in a particularly revealing video clip, looking straight into the camera. "If I'm scared, be scared, allow it, release it, move on. I think I need to go listen to 'Make Love to Me' and make love to my husband."

Beyoncé's inner sanctum also contains thousands of hours of private footage, compiled by a "visual director" Beyoncé employs who has shot practically her every waking moment, up to sixteen hours a day, since 2005. In this footage, Beyoncé wears her hair up, down, with bangs, and without. In full makeup and makeup-free, she can be found shaking her famous ass onstage, lounging in her dressing room, singing Coldplay's "Yellow" to Jay-Z over an intimate dinner, and rolling over sleepy-eyed in bed. This digital database, modeled loosely on NBC's library, is a work in progress—the labeling, date-stamping, and cross-referencing has been under way for two years, and it'll be several months before that process is complete. But already, blinking lights signal that the product that is Beyoncé is safe and sound and ready to be summoned— and monetized—at the push of a button.

And this room—she calls it her "crazy archive"—is a key part of that, she will explain, so, "you know, I can always say, 'I want that interview I did for GQ,' and we can find it." And indeed, she will be able to find it, because the room in which you are sitting is rigged with a camera and microphone that is capturing not just her every utterance but yours as well. These are the ground rules: Before you get to see Beyoncé, you must first agree to live forever in her archive, too.

Check out pictures from the photoshoot here https://www.nairaland.com/1158017/beyonc%C3%A9s-gq-photo-shoot

Read More http://www.gq.com/women/photos/201301/beyonce-cover-story-interview-gq-february-2013#ixzz2HZdWItSA

3. T-shirt by Topshop. Bra and panties by Agent Provocateur.

4. T-shirt, $40 by Nike. Panties, $490 by Agent Provocateur. Earrings and bracelet by Lorraine Schwartz. Body chain by Manon. Necklace, her own.


Read More http://www.gq.com/women/photos/201301/beyonce-cover-story-interview-gq-february-2013#ixzz2HZdWItSA

GQ Magazine says Beyonce is the hottest woman of the past 13 years. In the interview titled "Miss Millennium: Beyoncé" the singer/actress talks about her family, career and childhood

Check out photos from the shoot.

1. Top by Azzedine Alaïa. Panties by Dolce & Gabbana. Earrings by Lorraine Schwartz. Chain and rings by Manon, Bracelets by Tom Ford. Heels by Versace.

2. Shirt by Gucci. Panties by Agent Provocateur. Socks by American Apparel. Glasses by Moscot. Top bracelet by Louis Vuitton. Bottom bracelets and center ring (on hand in air) by Eddie Borgo. Wide band ring by Jennifer Fisher.

Eze Promoe: [color=olive]Keep on dissing me, it makes the whole stuff more interesting [/color]

You should be more concerned for your daughters!

[quote author=Mynd_44]I should not laugh? Mehn this is funny jorh [/quote]You know you are one of the Diary boys

xynerise: Ya I get it. There is harmattan. . Are you telling me you cant afford a lip gloss?

When I know this makes you happy?

Caracta: Pele o...e go soon be your turn. keep protecting your naija male friends.

Lol! Don't mind him o.

xynerise: *slaps her eyeballs*

*Licks lips*

[quote author=acidosis™]I need to send this link to 190 asap!! what nonsense!

I don't joke with the integrity of my Nigerian male friends...[/quote]Amebo!
Did you say integrity? You must be high! Its Tonto Dike's fault, right?

Caracta: Ijebabe, you are wicked!
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Im only thinking of our daughters

[quote author=Mynd_44]Seun has popped the cherry. Make we go do thanksgiving[/quote]Lmao! It seems that way. All praise goes to....

xynerise: na me and you do picture business? . I am not a gossip

That sounded funny even to you

xynerise: sweetheart . Goodu morning

Antelope, where the pishures na

*Evil Grin*