Leaked: Mariah Carey’s “American Idol” Contract And The Demands They Finally Gave In On
|July 23, 2012||Posted by billyrob under pop culture||
The temperature in my dressing room must always be 72 degrees.
Not 73. Not 71.
This is not a joke…
I will have one of my assistants monitoring the thermostat.
My dressing room must also have:
– A window facing east.
– One of those Russian dolls that has smaller and smaller dolls inside of it.
– Campbells Tomato Rice Soup
– A laptop computer, which when turned on, goes to “My eBay Selling Page.”
If anyone mentions “the twins” they better be talking about my kids,
not my boobs.
During the show, my husband, Nick Cannon, is allowed to sit on my lap.
When the mood hits me I can stand up and sing
whatever I like for as long as I like.
And make all those hand motions when I hit the big notes.
I will need a new chair.
I will not sit in the same one used by J-Lo last year,
which probably has no padding left in it anyway,
thanks to her big ass.
I can miss a show if I feel the need stay home and cry
if something fabulous and expensive breaks
in my fabulous and expensive house.
The words “dawg,” “goosies,” or “diva”
shall never be spoken in my presence.
My movie “Glitter” must NEVER be mentioned.
In fact, the word “glitter” must NEVER be mentioned.