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Jason Derulo Gave Jordin Sparks 10,000 Roses for Valentine’s Day

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I love love as much as the next person, but 10,000 roses? COME ON! Jason Derulo wanted to show just how much he loves longtime girlfriend Jordin Sparks, so for Valentine’s Day, he literally sent 10,000 pink roses to her home (hotel room? hard to tell) to surprise her. Sure, I guess that’s “romantic”, but if that was me, I’d have asked why we couldn’t have spent the money on something better… like, say, 10,000 donuts or 10,000 slices of pizza. But, you know, that’s just me.

What do you think of the gesture? Romantic or tacky?

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American Music Awards Outfits: The Best, Worst, And WTF

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The American Music Awards happened and I don’t think anyone really cared that much, but here’s your outfit recap, just in case. Yeah, it’s a day late. Honestly, who really cares? We covered Katy Perry’s “is this offensive” Geisha performance, which was probably the most interesting thing of the whole night. So here’s the outfits, a touch late, but we can still have fun oooo-ing and aaaah-ing and WTF-ing. Which is what I’ll need your help with. I want you to pick the best, worst, and most WTF outfit of the night. Here we go!

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This is the Duet that Whitney Houston and Jordin Sparks Did for ‘Sparkle’

Oh now, this is sad. What’s sad? That Whitney’s dead? Well, yes, that’s pretty sad, but it’s not all that unexpected, come on. Not with a decades-long battle with drug abuse. You know what’s really sad? That this song has even been released, and for a few reasons. One? It’s crap. It’s seriously pure crap, and if Whitney hadn’t passed, I highly doubt this movie would even make the cut for the ‘Sparkle soundtrack. It’s that bad. Second? Poor Whitney couldn’t even sing anymore. You can just hear how heavy-handed the digital technicians were on this song—but just with Whitney‘s part. It sounds like her voice was dubbed in and added at a later date. I’m not going to even use the word “autotune” here, because “autotune” would give the impression that a flawless performance was at hand, and there’s nothing even close to that at hand here.

Me, I say let sleeping dogs lie, and allow Whitney’s fans to remember her the way she used to be—how she was during her prime—and not mess around with this sad-ass business of hearing and seeing what it’s like to watch a music great unravel before your very eyes. Damn.