Yesterday Mariah Carey headed to the NBC Universal Upfronts to hype her new docuseries, Mariah’s World, and kindly reminded everybody how true divas behave in public.
Of course, we’re talking about her entrance.
When it came time for her presentation, Mariah was carried onstage by two hot, shirtless men while reclining on a velvet chaise lounge in a sheer, bedazzled bodysuit that made her look like a thousand bucks.
Goals.
Of course, the decision to be carried onstage could have had something to do with this.
Ooph. Well, at least she avoided pulling a full out Jennifer Lawrence.
While we’re still not 100% sure what to expect from Mariah’s show, judging from her entrance and her admission in the show’s first trailer that she has a “very nineties” rule about not being seen in fluorescent lighting without sunglasses, there won’t be a shortage of diva behavior.
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