Timmy84 said:

Well i have a feeling that this might be what Michael would have looked and aged like had he not cut his face off and replaced it with a mask.

lastdecember said:

He be looking like Jackie, nucca.

Timmy84 said:

Its funny how jermaine is doing all this talking, a good % of the world didnt even know the cat was still living.

Timmy84 said:

Its just funny that he is talking shit all the time. I would have more respect if he was touring clubs singing "dynamite" 24/7, than being a media whore. But then again i have almost lost any respect for any jackson at this point because they have become nothing but "rumour spreaders" and that is no way to treat the fans that made you. Funny thing is that Puff Daddy just booted 2 girls out of Danity Kane for being "media whores" and "spreading rumours" rather than concentrating on being a group, imagine he was running the Jackson family? Rebbie would be the only one standing.

Timmy84 said:

He looks....

EMBALMED...

Ottensen said:

Jermaine needs to shut up.He once said that he could have been as big as Michael,if he had the timing right.Yahh whatever.He looks really wrinkley.

Arnotts said:

No he actually did. You can tell in pictures from 1983 then look at pictures from 1985

His exwife (the one who he left Hazel for) said it in her book

All of 'em must have had implants because they sure didn't look like that in the '70s.

bboy87 said:

He didn't need them, just like Michael doesn't need his cleft.

from Jermaine's ex wife's book

Excerpt -

In November 1991 Michael was about to release the album Dangerous, for which he had been paid $18 million by Sony Records plus 25 percent of the retail price for every copy sold. Everyone was expecting a blockbuster and, as usual, Michael was not about to disappoint.

"Word To The Badd!" was mysteriously leaked to a radio station in Los Angeles several days before "Black or White's" official release. Both singles, "Black or White" and "Word To The Badd!", were droped off separately in the early evening at the same radio station in brown paper bags. No note; no instructions.

The station played both records, first "Black or White", then "Word to the Badd!". Over and over, those were the only two songs the disc jockey played. The telephone at Hayvenhurst began to ring as friends and business associates heard "Badd" and reacted.

Jermaine walked around strutting like a peacock. In his entire career, he had never had his music played so much on the air. He was invigorated by the controversy and loved the intrigue of how the songs were leaked. Clive Davis, president of Arista Records, was less than pleased, as was Jermaine's producer.

The following morning at 10 o'clock, Michael came up the driveway of the Hayvenhurst house. We watched his arrival from our bedroom window. Jermaine seemed to welcome the opportunity to confront Michael face-to-face. When L.A. Reid and Babyface had disappeared from Atlanta and we discovered they were working for Michael, Jermaine made repeated attempts to contact his brother. None of his calls was ever returned. This was his moment to speak to Michael and he seemed ready for anything. Other published accounts of this confrontation suggest that Michael and Jermaine came to blows in the driveway between the guard gate and the recording studio. It was said that Michael physically attacked Jermaine, promising to "kick @ss". Nothing could be further from the truth.

When Michael entered the house, he and Jermaine went into the trophy room off the foyer and closed the door. A second later Katherine went in to mediate their discussion.

Thoughts were racing through my head as I waited for an explosion. First, I knew we would be kicked out of the house; after all, Michael was paying for everything - the phones, the cars, the cooks, the maids, the security, the gardeners, the pool men, the maintenance men, everything!

Then I remembered the miniseries. I knew Michael would never sign off on anything we did from that point on. And the way the contracts had been negotiated, he had approval over everything.

Our agent, Rob Lee, telephoned. "How could Jermaine do this now? Michael could pull the plug on the whole miniseries," Rob yelled into his speakerphone. I told Rob I'd call him back as soon as I knew anything. As far as I could tell, they weren't yelling, they weren't fighting. I could hear nothing but silence, and an occasional thump as if someone had banged his hand on the table.

The telephone rang again. It was Clive Davis. "Margaret, what's going on?" he asked. I had to tell him what I had told Rob Lee. Basically, I didn't know anything, but I said I'd call him the second the meeting broke up. The next call came from Jermaine's attorney, Joel Katz, in Atlanta. He had heard about the record on the news. "What's going on? I heard this song has been leaked to radio. What, has Jermaine gone nuts? He's going to kill his career."

Again, I repeated my plea of ignorance and my pledge to call back as soon as I had any news. The meeting lasted a good half hour before the door to the trophy room finally opened. Michael left the house without saying a word to anyone. Soon afterward, Jermaine left as well. I immediately went running to Katherine to learn what had happened and tried to read the reaction on her face.

"I don't understand Jermaine," Katherine said to me as we settled into chairs in the kitchen. "He was so mean to Michael. Michael was crying at the way his brother was treating him. Michael kept repeating over and over, 'Why Jermaine? Why did you do it?'"

Katherine said Jermaine slammed his hand down on the table and said, "You're just mad because it's my turn now. Somebody else is getting some of the spotlight."

She said Michael just sat there and took the accusations Jermaine was handing out. When he did finally speak, it was only to repeat himself. "I'm your brother. How could you write something like that about me?"

Jermaine never responded directly to the question, but rather talked about the fact that Michael had never called him back about the L.A. Reid/Babyface affair

"Please, Jermaine, don't release this song. It's not going to hurt my career, but it will totally ruin yours. My fans aren't going to care. Don't do it, Jermaine, for your own sake," Michael pleaded.

Jermaine wouldn't listen. Essentially, the meeting was over. Jermaine had shown absolutely no remorse. He said he wrote the song and he was going to stand by it. At that point Michael left. I could tell Katherine was embarrassed for Jermaine. She kept shaking her head and saying, "I don't know. I don't know what's gotten into the boy."

I had difficulty explaining it as well. Michael had given Jermaine a roof over his head and picked up the expenses for the entire family. He did it gladly. He also allowed us the opportunity to televise the family's life story. It had been sold to ABC mainly on the strength of the Michael Jackson name.

When Michael left, the last thing he did was give Jermaine the direct line to his trailer at the location where he was shooting his next video. He wanted Jermaine to call him and tell him that he decided not to release the song nationwide as a single. When I learned he had the phone number, I begged Jermaine to call his brother and end the fiasco. I couldn't get Jermaine to believe how stupid he was being.

"Hell, no," Jermaine shouted at me. "This is what Michael needs. He needs someone like me to put some fire under his @ss. To let him know that he's not the only one around here who can create some heat. He's just scared because he knows that I'm going to happen this time. He'd better watch out for his brother Jermaine."

Jermaine never called Michael. Later in the day, the telephne rang and when I answered it, Michael was on the other end of the line. He asked to speak to Jermaine, who told me to tell Michael that he wasn't around.

Michael could only let his brother dig his own grave. He didn't try to retaliate legally or any other way. As it turned out, he didn't have to. Clive Davis at Arista was not about to allow 'Word to the Badd!" on an album if it included lyrics demeaning to a superstar like Michael Jackson. "Word to the Badd!" ended up on the album You Said but with a totally different theme. This time the lyrics were about the relationship between Jackie and Paula Abdul. The original version was briefly released but turned out to be more of a novelty than a bestseller and as quickly withdrawn.

Somehow I knew I was going to be blamed for the whole debacle. The spouses always took the heat from the family for whatever was happening. When LaToya messed up, it was all because of Jack Gordon. When Marlon stopped coming around the family blamed Carol for putting a voodoo curse on him. When Jermaine and Hazel got into money trouble, it was Hazel's fault. When Tito started cheating on DeeDee, it was DeeDee's fault. It was my turn to take the fall.

I didn't find out until later that Katherine blamed me for the song, even though she knew I had nothing whatsoever to do with it. In her eyes, however, her children could do no wrong. There's always an outside reason, she felt, and she somehow convinced everyone I was it.

The "Word to the Badd!" situation came and went quickly, leaving a bad taste in the mouths of Jermaine's fans, who couldn't understand why he would turn against his brother. His You Said album got lost in the dust of Michael's Dangerous album. One single after another was released, each supported by brilliantly produced videos. The more Michael's career soared, the more Jermaine's went straight into the toilet. And right behind it was our relationship.

bboy87 said:

If this excerpt is true, sounds to me that the men in the Jackson family care more about rivalry than relationships. Now we see why Michael isn't married and why the men have been married and divorced, married and divorced back and forth. Its quite interesting how she said that the spouses were always blamed for the siblings rivalry by Katherine. They sound like a bunch of mama's boys.

Crybabies seems more like it.

Timmy84 said:

and I mean damn, you actually wanted to be married to a man who couldn't even pay for the fuckin mansion you living in? where his brother has to foot the bill for everything?

missfee said:

Margaret was trying to convince herself that Jermaine would eventually man up. End up having two kids with the mothafucka, lol...

missfee said:

They weren't actually married. She was his common law wife who he got pregnant months after he got Hazel pregnant, they had their babies months apart. Hazel's son Jaimy and Margaret's son Jeremy

funny thing is his fifth child is named after Michael, Jourdynn Michael Jackson

I like Jermaine, but did this knicka actually say "It was his time" in 1991??

Timmy84 said:

i have often wondered the same thing and why does he always looks so oily??

LittleBLUECorvette said:

Hell yeah, he was stuck in '84 even back then.

bboy87 said:

Wow, now i'm really confused

I remember that mess of a book "Jackson Family Values." I couldn't put it down though and finished it in one day. Michael was the only member of that family that didn't feel Margaret's wrath in her book.
[Edited 11/2/08 16:08pm]

shesoffthewall said:

what about Janet? I remember skimming through I was only interested in the parts about Michael and Joh Vonnie

bboy87 said:

Correction, Janet didn't feel her wrath either. She hardly mentioned Janet except saying that she sent her children a truckload of toys one time. With Michael, it was a big ol' lovefest. Michael really helped her out with her boys, financially, that she had with Jermaine, which I know must make Jermaine feel less of a man or father at times.

Did you read the book about Janet? There's a part in there mentioning the tensions in the family after Jermaine made "Word To The Bad." Janet cussed him out over it.
[Edited 11/2/08 17:28pm]

shesoffthewall said:

She says that after she and Jermaine broke up, the family stopped communicating with her, but Michael still kept in touch with her AND her sons seem to have a great relationship with Rebbie's son and Randy's kids

bboy87 said:

Yes, I'm glad that she pointed out that caring side about Michael that doesn't get much attention.

jermaine is a coochie chaser- and wheras in the past he could have had beautiful women- no one wants him anymore

i'm glad mike didn't turn out like that- even though that's one of the reason he has been seen as "vulnerable" and an easy target

I found this recent article about Margaret Maldonado. Seems she no longer needs financial assistance from anyone anymore...

Jermaine's ex-wife, co-producer of "The Jacksons: An American Dream" and writer of "The Jackson Family Values". She's now a stylist to the stars! She speaks a little about the Jackson family, and how they inspired her.

STYLE NOTEBOOK


The head of her own agency once thought her stylists should hang back. Now she arranges licensing deals, branding partnerships and clothing lines for them. important]By Booth Moore, Times Fashion Critic
August 24, 2008
RACHEL, Andrea, Estee and Cristina. You've seen them guest judging on "Project Runway," selling shape wear at Frederick's of Hollywood, even walking the red carpet.

They're not celebrities, they're celebrity stylists. And if there is one person responsible for their rising currency in pop culture, it's Margaret Maldonado.




Founder of the Margaret Maldonado Agency, one of a dozen or so offices that place stylists with high-profile clients, she's the image maker behind the image makers. She learned from the masters, having spent the first part of her adulthood in a relationship with Jermaine Jackson, and being front row for the Jackson family circus.

She left him in 1994, opened her agency, and forged her own path in Hollywood, eventually positioning her wardrobe, makeup and hair stylists as stars themselves.

More than just playing dress-up with celebrity dolls, her stylists create style personas for musicians and film stars, personas that lead to endorsement deals and clothing labels. One of her first stylists was Andrea Lieberman, a Parsons design school grad who established Jennifer Lopez as a fashion figure by putting her in that plunging green Versace dress at the 2000 Grammys and helped create Gwen Stefani's defining O.C. Rasta look.


Jennifer Rade, who's kept Angelina Jolie in slinky jersey and on the weekly tabloid fashion pages for the last five years, is also on her roster. Then there's Rachel Zoe, who came to Maldonado with a background in fashion magazines and left the agency in 2005 when her own fame started to eclipse that of her clients Lindsay Lohan and Nicole Richie.

Back then, Maldonado believed stylists -- and their agents -- should stay in the background, especially if their "talents" were more about shopping for celebrities than creating unique looks for them. Zoe didn't agree.

But times have changed. And Maldonado, 43, and her agency are changing with them. "I started looking at what a stylist has to offer, what secrets we can let the world in on," she says during a recent visit to her office on Melrose Place in West Hollywood, where bookers sit at a large table facing an expansive dry-erase calendar.

Turns out, there were lots.

In the era of high-profit synergy, new celebrity clothing lines are scheduled like movie releases. By 2006, all of Lieberman's clients had them -- Sean "Puffy" Combs had Sean John, Jennifer Lopez had Sweetface and Gwen Stefani had L.A.M.B. Although she was consulting on the lines, Lieberman was not profiting from them as Maldonado thought she should be.

"I knew that Andrea was the one who really created all those images to get those people to the place where they could do clothing deals," she says. "It was not just because they were famous. It was because they had fans, and those fans liked the way they looked and wanted to look like them."

She realized that the people she represented had marketable talent of their own, and set about getting them what they deserved. This month, Maldonado is opening a showroom for her stylists to present their own jewelry and clothing collections to store buyers. She's launching L'Agence, a new clothing line to be guest-designed by different talents on her roster each season. The agency is the focus of a reality show to air on MTV later this year hosted by model-stylist-designer Erin Wasson, putting stylist wannabes through a series of challenges. And Maldonado's rolling out a fashion trivia board game in November.

What began in her apartment living room 10 years ago with two clients and a laptop computer that was a gift from Janet Jackson has grown into a full-service agency representing 100 stylists. Now, in addition to booking them for magazine and advertising photo shoots, she arranges licensing deals and branding partnerships for them with major corporations such as Tide, Hanes and Jergens, and even brokers deals for them to have their own clothing and jewelry lines.



"ALL these things we've been incubating for the last two years are starting to come out," Maldonado says, her dark hair topped with an Hermès fedora that could easily have come out of Michael Jackson's "Thriller" heyday. We're chatting in the showroom, a few doors down from her office. Hanging on a rack to her right are pieces from L'Agence, a collection that debuts in November with luxe $150 T-shirts and a $490 Swarovski crystal BlackBerry holder. To her left is the spring Miss Davenporte collection, designed by stylists Cristina Ehrlich and Estee Stanley, and in the next room is a glass case full of jewelry designed by Lieberman.

Although Maldonado won't be appearing in "Stylist" (the working title of the MTV show), that's not because her story isn't camera-worthy. A native Angeleno, she left home at 16, moved to New York City and fell into a jet-set lifestyle that centered on partying at Studio 54 with the likes of international arms merchant Adnan Khashoggi.

It was the 1980s; she slipped into drug addiction and surfaced in L.A., completing rehab and meeting Jackson at a restaurant days later. It's all in her 1995 book, "Jackson Family Values," still a compelling read, full of sordid details about her life at the Jackson family's Encino compound Hayvenhurst.

As painful as those years were, she credits the family with teaching her the power of style. "Seeing what Janet was doing with the 'Control' and 'Rhythm Nation' albums, I was in awe. I could see the difference in who people are in real life and the image they create for the public, and all the reasons why it's important."

When she left Jermaine Jackson, she took their two kids and started over, working as a receptionist at the publishing house that released her book. On the weekends, she assisted costume designer-wardrobe stylist Deborah Waknin, a pal from the Studio 54 days.

Maldonado has a low-key personality, but is direct and has a mind that's always looking to make a connection. So when Waknin asked her if she could use her music-world contacts to nab Combs as a styling client, she was eager to try. Because of her past (she once managed Jermaine Jackson) and her lifelong love of fashion, she was the perfect matchmaker.

She called Combs' manager, Benny Medina, whom she had met through the Jacksons and Berry Gordy. And Medina was all for it. Just like that, Maldonado had become an agent. Lieberman, working on music videos for Eve at the time, was the next to sign on

Maldonado kept building her roster. The only way she could evaluate talent, she says, was trial and error. So she would pair aspiring stylists with Lieberman and Waknin and see who made the cut. But no one made headlines like Zoe did in the summer of 2005. Calls came in from producers interested in doing a reality show about her and the agency, but Maldonado wasn't convinced she wanted to join the celebrity circus again. She had seen how it consumed the Jackson family.




The star stylist left.

Looking back, Maldonado admits she could have been more supportive of Zoe. "Her celebrity was a double-edged sword. She brought the job of stylist to the forefront, which is a great thing. But when it became more about just being around famous people, it didn't seem right." (Zoe would not comment for this story.)

Makeup artist Jay Manuel was another one who got away. He wanted Maldonado to get involved with "America's Next Top Model," which he now co-hosts with Tyra Banks.


"I didn't see it," Maldonado says of the show's potential.

But watching the success of her former clients at different agencies, including Creative Artists Agency, she learned fast. The fashion world was becoming a place where everyone had to be a celebrity or a brand.

She didn't want Lieberman to be the next one to go. So when the stylist mentioned she wanted to design jewelry, Maldonado took it seriously and brokered a deal with Mouawad.

Next, Maldonado connected with Frederick's of Hollywood and persuaded the company to develop a line of undergarments with Ehrlich and Stanley. "She knows how to connect the dots," says Ehrlich, who calls her "Mama Margaret." By 2006, the agency had its own licensing department.

Now, Maldonado is connecting the dots for herself. "We're full service. We can produce clothing and jewelry, do beauty products and licensing deals and we have in-house PR," she says. "And hopefully the company will grow and there will be a TV division and a person to run the clothing division and . . ." she trails off. "I can move."

Because for Maldonado, leaving Hollywood might just be the biggest victory of all.



http://www.latimes.com/ne...ory?page=1

Good for you Margaret- i would love to see Jermaine crawling back to her for some change

dancerella said:

He looks so errily like Joseph in that picture....scary

missfee said:

With less oil shine and a S-Curl, yeah I can see it. Plus Joe's eyes are creepy.

Timmy84 said:

You're kidding me right? Besides the nose, thats the most noticable feature of the Jackson family.




Looking at Jermaine in this picture, his cheeks look the same now, sorry don't believe the book. Look at all the Jackson boys cheeks. And combined with the fact that when you get older you're face gets thinner it will make the cheeks stand out even more