By: Amanda Anderson-Niles
Porsha Stewart and Kenya Moore won’t be friends anytime soon. As both begin their journeys as newbies on Bravo’s Real Housewives of Atlanta, they really couldn’t stand each other any less than they already do, just a couple of episodes into Season 5. Similar to the origins of Cynthia and Kenya’s beef, the two clashed at a charity event that Kenya was asked to attend. All hell broke lose when Porsha “accidentally” referred to Kenya as Miss America, a move that Moore took as a jab. Kenya promptly got up and left the event when Porsha got her title wrong, and the two had a heated exchange outside when Porsha went after her to confront her for leaving the event.
The confrontation ended when Kenya told Porsha to “Google her,” but she had way more to say in Bravo blog. And according to Kenya, she feels Porsha was in the wrong for getting her title wrong and being rude when she was corrected. She also reveals that she felt Porsha did a terrible job of putting the event together.
I didn’t know what was more offensive at that awkward lunch; the barrage of inappropriate personal questions from a complete stranger, the lack of sensitivity from a self-centered, immature, shallow little girl of 31, or the poor representation of a well-respected Atlanta charity. She even manages to insult NeNe, Phaedra, and Kandi by saying, “They just show up to take pictures and leave!” I was uncomfortable but nonetheless, still agreed to attend what I thought was a respectable charity event.
Why would anyone stand in front of a crowd under the pretense of charity wearing a $4,200 dress and receive personal gifts of a $4,000 Chanel handbag and have the audacity to ask people to donate money? This tacky, deplorable spectacle literally made my stomach turn, and I no longer desired to remain a party to this and wanted to leave immediately. Once the host took the microphone and cavalierly announced my hard earned title as “Miss America,” AND once corrected rolled her eyes, I was officially disrespected and done.
Disturbingly, the host prides herself on being a glorified gold digger and self-proclaimed “princess.” She not only manages to single handedly disgrace her grandfather’s charity (The Hosea Williams Foundation), tarnish HIS legacy in one fell swoop, and spit in the face of all the people who are struggling in this RECESSION and in need of food, shelter, and immediate relief. After witnessing this distasteful spectacle, I’m sure there are many people that would never want to support such a charity if this is their representative. You can fix a lot of things, but you cannot fix stupidity.
Many people have confused my title and it doesn’t offend me. However, in this instance, the blatant disrespect and disregard for my time and accomplishments that night did not fall to the wayside. When your claim to fame rests on the laurels of someone else’s achievements, you will never understand what it is like to earn or be anything great in life, sadly limited to a wife of… or granddaughter of… embarrassment of…
The truth is, I am a part of history and proud of that FACT. The year matters not. Long after I’m gone, my title will remain. I’ve worked hard my entire life from the age of 14. Being from a broken home in Detroit, I struggled to survive and my grandmother kept me off the streets with pageants. I was a gifted student, I am self-made, and 19 years later, I am now a successful businesswoman, film producer, actor, and author. However, my story is still being written.
I hope that people remember me as a compassionate, sincere, assertive, honest woman who took pride in a name because it is all we have. Our name, our reputation, what we stand for, lives we positively changed, doors we’ve opened for others, and the compassion we share is our living legacy. Miss USA is a part of my legacy. I earned my place in history and I wear my title and crown, both figurative and literal, proudly.