RIHANNA EATS UP SUNDAY MAG.

WHAT’S the longest period of time you’ve waited for someone? Twenty minutes? An hour?I start to get cranky around the five-minute mark, so imagine how grumpy I am after waiting four hours on a Sunday afternoon for the subject of today’s photoshoot to arrive. You know how a watched pot never boils? Well, let me assure you, a watched doorway never brings a Rihanna.For much of the afternoon, I’ve