Jennifer Lopez Broke Up With Her Boyfriend After He Skipped A Charity Event To Go To The Diaz/McGregor Fight
TMZ- Jennifer Lopez broke up with Casper Smart because he snubbed her by passing on a fancy Hamptons charity event in favor of hanging with his boyz at UFC 202 ... TMZ has learned.
Sources connected with the former couple tell us ... J Lo told Casper it was super important for him to accompany her to Ron Perelman's Hamptons fundraiser Saturday night benefiting the Apollo Theater.
Casper wasn't having it, because he desperately wanted to watch the Conor McGregor/Nate Diaz fight in Vegas with his friends.
Casper had a great time in Vegas, hanging with Kanye and UFC announcer Bruce Buffer.
J Lo, we're told, was enraged and ended the relationship ... no discussion -- simply, we're done.
Here's the funny thing ... Casper was telling people at the fight he was going to NYC Sunday to meet up with Jennifer, who was there filming a show. He had no idea being a no-show Saturday would end things.
This is as clear an example of false advertising as I have ever seen. Classic case of women saying all the right things to trick the object of their affection into a long term commitment. How can I possibly put this break up on Casper Smart? He entered into this 5 year union under false pretenses. It seems pretty clear - to me anyway - that despite what she says in song, Jennifer Lopez's love DOES cost a thing. Not only does it cost a thing, but it costs like the coolest, most invaluable thing ever. Front row tickets to the one of the most intriguing UFC fights in recent memory?! Whose foolin' who "Jenny from the block"? Those rocks that you got seem much more characteristic of someone that would pick a formal, uptight gathering over an awesome sporting event and then take a stand when your significant other doesn't.
Sometimes I just need to see stories like this to figure out if I am capable of the compromise and sacrifice that it takes to be in mutually beneficial relationship. Sometimes I think "gee, I would do anything for love..." and then J-Lo demands that her boyfriend pass up ringside tickets with Yeezy for some "fundraiser" where a bunch of old white people not-so-casually flaunt their wealth under the ruse of a "good cause" and I think "...but I won't do that". Not for the sake of Ron Perelman whose name reeks of "slime ball Hollywood exec". I'm sure that ass is capable of things that I can only dream of, but it's not capable of curing the FOMO incurred from passing up an opportunity to watch two grown men bludgeon each other to a bloody pulp with fists of fury. Especially when the alternative is get into a public argument with a Spanish woman from the Bronx when you get caught constantly sneaking off to a bathroom stall in a snooty Hampton's banquet hall to watch the fight on your phone.