Letoya Luckett is the new face of Luster’s Pink Brand Smooth Touch. And Luster’s and VIBE magazine hosted a launch party last night for the event.

We’ve got pics plus an exclusive interview with the groupmate turned fab solo artist when you read on….

The event was held at the Helen Mills Theatre in New York, NY and YBF correspondents Sharde and Angela. NYC folks were in attendance, and YBF Chick Letoya was revealed as the new face of with Luster’s. Luster’s ended the evening with giveaways of black hair care products, and had tons of swag bags for everyone.

Letoya chatted it up with YBF about her new album, reuniting with Destiny’s Child, her ex Slim Thug’s recent controversial comments, and her new job as the face of Luster’s.

Interview and pictures after the break.

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Yeah yeah we know, it’s been about ten years since the big drama happened. But it’s just like a classic movie. You can watch it and talk about it over and over again, we’ll never get bored.  That drama made Destiny’s Child one of the biggest group of all time. Human race is just like that. We love drama and we love to be entertainened. We want something to talk about. That’s just how it is. Life would be quite boring without that, don’t you think?

Today, we bringing you THE very famous Vibe Magazine article that everyone has been talking about for years.  It’s a good read!  Check out how ridiculous as hell is Beyonce playing the victims. No Beyonce you failed at making LeToya disappear. What did you seriously believe? Like you thought she was just going to shut up and work for McDonalds? Nah baby, LeToya is a strong black woman. She is a the proof that hard work and faith is always a winner. She  showed the world that if you don’t give up and don’t let people stop you, YOU CAN DO IT. That goes to EVERYONE reading this, if you have a dream, a goal, please NEVER EVER GIVE UP! LeToya is a model for that and that’s one of the reasons why I love her. She’s a fighter, just like me. If she can overcome the Knowles then I can overcome my personal challenges. People like the Knowles thought they could control people’s life over God’s plans but that’s just not how life works.

It makes me laugh when Mathew Knowles takes credit from LeToya’s success. (He said on Billboard Magazine that she hit number one thanks to him and his bootcamp shit). Anyway 10 years later, LeToya is standing strong, right here with you Beyonce (above on that same BET Awards Red Carpet, maybe not on that same stage grrrr) and that, that you want it or not.

Here is the article in its entirety….  (PS: I LOOOVE Beyonce, no sarcasm. I just hate her dad.) God bless everyone!

It’s a cloudy Sunday morning in downtown Houston. St. John’s Methodist Church is packed with parishioners overcome by the power of the Holy Spirit. Worshipers wail a chorus of “amens” that echoes through the modest two-story building. While the crowd urges him to “preach” and “take your time, take your time,” Pastor Rudy Rasmus, a laughing man with friendly eyes, roars, “Right now we’re trusting you to fix our relationships, Lord; to put us back together like you intended us to be.”

In the balcony of St. John’s, a young woman sits crying. Her name is Beyoncé Knowles. Her head is bowed, but you can hear her tender whimpers; as her tears dot the well-worn landscape of her Bible. Her best friend, Kelendria Rowland, a.k.a. Kelly, sits two rows ahead, also in the throes of an emotional experience. Their friend and partner Michelle Williams would ordinarily be here as well but she’s visiting family in Illinois. Beyoncé’s parents, Mathew and Tina Knowles, are dry-eyed and squished into a neighboring pew; and her 14-year-old sister Solange sits quietly in the back with a gaggle of fresh-faced girlfriends.

In keeping with the casual dress code of the church, no one wears his or her Sunday’s best. Beyoncé looks like she’s en route to the gym in an Adidas tank top, matching track pants, and white Nikes. Kelly looks like she’s ready to spend a day at the mall dressed in a pink

T-shirt, jeans, and flip-flops. Today they are not glamorous members of the super group Destiny’s Child. Today they are in God’s house, and their physical appearance does not matter. Knowing this, Beyoncé tilts her head toward the heavens and begins to rock slowly to and fro. Her tears trickle into soft exaltations. “Thank you, Jesus,” she says. “Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Jesus.”

Later, over oxtails and candied yams at the popular Houston soul-food restaurant This Is It, Beyoncé and Kelly explain their earlier display of emotion. “People think that when we’re crying we’re upset, but we’re not. We’re just so thankful and happy that we’ve truly been blessed.”

“So blessed,” Kelly agrees. “So blessed.” Indeed they have been.

Through more ups and downs than the Nasdaq and stranger subplots than a tawdry daytime soap opera, Destiny’s Child have managed to establish themselves as America’s preeminent girl group. They share the rarified air of bona fide stardom with young pop phenomenons like ‘N Sync, the Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, and Christina Aguilera (the group opened for the blond genie in a bottle during her summer 2000 tour). Sexy midriff-baring ensembles and Lone Star State sass have helped the group sell close to 7 million albums in less than three years, garner two Grammy Award nominations, an NAACP Image Award, four Billboard Music Awards, and legions of devoted fans. The girls scored yet another big hit last October with “Independent Women, Part 1,” the first single from the Charlie’s Angels soundtrack.

And this is just the tip of the iceberg promises their representative John Battaglia, director of the music division at the Wilhelmina modeling agency. “I’m working on a cosmetics deal, a major soft-drink deal, and talking with a number of car companies. With everything [Destiny's Child has] planned for 2001, they’re poised to take it to the next level, out of this stratosphere.”

Those plans include February’s release of their highly anticipated third album, Survivor. The girls describe their latest effort as more mature and easier on the men. The fact that there’s a new album even worth discussing is somewhat surprising, but it’s also a testament to the tenacity that goes back to the group’s beginnings.

First stepping on the scene in 1997, the then Houston-bred quartet was composed of 19-year-old friends Beyoncé, Kelly, LaTavia Roberson, and LeToya Luckett. There was no discernible difference between them, Allure, 702, and the other R&B girl groups out at the time. Sure, “No, No, No,” from the quartet’s self-titled debut, was a hit (Wyclef Jean oversaw the single’s remix), but for an album that eventually went platinum there was very little buzz. It appeared the children of Destiny had won an all-expense-paid trip to one-hit wonderland.

But what a difference the right army of producers and catchy lyrics can make. Kevin “She’kspere” Briggs, Rodney Jerkins, and writer Kandi Buruss helmed the project, infusing the good girls with a sexy edge. Following in the footsteps of TLC, Destiny’s Child picked up where “No Scrubs” left off and galloped to the top of the charts with their multi-platinum second album, The Writing’s on the Wall. Chockful of sophisticated, ball-busting, and often comical hits that berated brothers for being bothersome (“You make me wanna throw my pager out the window / Tell MCI to cut the phone chord / Break my lease so I can move / ‘Cause you’re a bug-a-boo”); shady (“Say my name, say my name / If no one is around you say, “Baby I love you” / If you ain’t running game”); and on their watershed “Bills, Bills, Bills” just plain triflin’ (“Now you’ve been maxing out my card / Giving me bad credit, buying gifts with my own name”), W.O.W. earned the group reputations for being everything from gold- digging male bashers‹a charge the girls heatedly deny‹to new-millennium feminists out to challenge the bitches-ain’t-shit posturing that plagued much of late-’90s R&B and hip hop.

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LeToya is featured on the last edition of Vibe Magazine and she’s looking…. FIERCE! She is killing dem other hoes that appears on that same article.
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