I’ve become quite fond of Wendy Williams. I respect her in every since of the word. To lay it all on the line, in her own truths is extraordinary and a difficult task. Others will attempt to change your story. The truth only comes one way. There aren’t versions of the truth. It’s either black or white. Left or right. All the negative chatter, is what someone else thinks. Those people didn’t live it. Those are their versions. The actors don’t matter, it’s the life being portrayed. These are her (Wendy Williams) stories to tell and damn it...she told them. What we saw was ‘herstory’. This icon is a favorite of my oldest sister and now I see why. She admires strong black women. Strong women period. My sister has been the rock in my life because she did her life her way. Wendy did her life her way. It had to be spectacular or we wouldn’t know the name ..... WENDY WILLIAMS.