Feb 13, 2003
You might want to invest in some earplugs before reading this diva ditty. Seems a certain self-indulgent singer just can't get enough of her own voice. In fact, this lush 'n' lovely lady lives for turning up her tunes loud enough for everyone on the block to hear. And she sings along--at the top of her high-priced larynx. Certainly, this narcissistic behavior is fine in one's own bedroom, shower and maybe even the Benz, but this booty-shakin' babe recently cranked up her latest album while staying at a supposedly exclusive hotel. Day and night, the spicy songstress belted her catchy riffs over and over. Needless to say, the semi-famous guest staying in the neighboring suite finally had enough. He rang up the front desk and insisted someone tell Ms. Me to cease and desist. As if. No can do, he was told. Like we're gonna tell Ms. M. to take it down a notch, Yeah, right, guffawed the clerks to one another. Leave that to the music critics.
Top suspect was: Jennifer Lopez