Lori Harvey started trending on Twitter on Thursday after the release of 42 Dugg’s new song “Maybach.”
In the song, Harvey’s ex Future poked fun at the model.
Future’s verse exposes a bitter, heartbroken man who would rather hurt his ex than heal.
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Future took a break from trolling his happily married ex, R&B singer Ciara, to pick up another one of his exes Lori Harvey.
“Magic City, I’m the owner,” he raps on 42 Dugg’s new song “Maybach,” before insulting him by mentioning his comedian stepfather. “Tell Steve Harvey, I don’t want her.”
The verse set a split Twitter timeline on fire, with some suggesting Future was simply responding to the elder Harvey revealing on “Jimmy Kimmel Live!” that he never “approved” of his stepdaughter’s “former suitors” before she started dating actor Michael B. Jordan.
Others were quick to point out that the model is probably sunbathing with Jordan right now and doesn’t need anyone to come to her defense. She always seems so carefree that she is not bound by conventions.
Moreover, this verse had much less to do with her than what she represents – women doing what they want with their bodies.
Lori Harvey arouses fascination and angst because she does what she wants
Lori is both hip-hop fantasy and nightmare. She’s a cultural subversion of the trophy – bad enough to grace a baller’s arm but bad enough to leave it for someone better.
She was rhapsodized by the likes of Meek Mill, and grossly shamed for her “body count” by Boosie. Her highly publicized love story, a carousel of high-profile, sometimes layered men, elicits strong feelings of fascination and angst because while we worship at the altar of beauty, we still vilify female sexual sovereignty. Lori has large amounts of both.
To take a page from her stepdad’s book, “Act Like a Lady, Think Like a Man,” Lori acts like a lady, yes, but she absolutely comes out like a man. This is where the problem lies.
We live in a culture that still associates male love with domination and sex with conquest. It’s not enough to make love, you have to plant a flag. To make matters worse, our ideas about black women’s sexuality are rooted in slavery and the systemic sexual exploitation of black women. This story informs the enduring idea that black women’s bodies are commodities to be used, exploited, bartered, bought, thrown away – anything but loved.
Lori represents a generational shift in how we approach black female sexuality that has power, choice and is unashamed.
Nowhere is this misogynoir and sexual machismo more deeply felt than in hip-hop. Artists like Future, also known as the “Toxic King”, make a living, in part, by reinforcing a sexual status quo where women’s bodies lack the very sexual agency that Lori seems to command. This makes her the ultimate threat.
Sure, on the one hand, Future’s verse exposes a bitter, heartbroken man who’d rather hurt his ex than heal, but more importantly, it maintains the facade of manly male bravado by lyrically rewriting a story in which he declares himself the sexual winner.
Let Future say it, he was the one who served the walking papers. Lori, like Ciara, didn’t make it better. She was dismissed.
Weak bars and shallow attempts at shameless digs aside, we live in a time when women like Lori are more likely to be considered icons than fallen women.
It’s tempting to attribute her growing legion of admirers to her lifestyle and looks, but she’s come to represent a generational shift in how we approach black women’s sexuality – with power, choice and without. shame. It represents a woman totally in control of her pleasure.
Lori, and women like her, might just trigger male paranoia surrounding female autonomy. Historically, women who refuse to let sexual mores get in the way of getting what they want have always caused a stir. In a culture so deeply rooted in the idea that femininity should exist in the service of men, their actions are outrageous.
But let’s normalize a woman doing with her body exactly what she wants. Let’s normalize that black women find their happily ever after – whether it’s like Ciara’s domestic bliss or Lori’s perpetual summer.
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