Thursday, September 24, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Damn You, Gaga
I really, really wanted to hate Lady Gaga. I mean I really wanted to hate her: the bitch kept walking around outside in flesh colored leotards with bows made out of her own hair atop her head.
But, alas, she has officially grown on me. It started when I saw her live at the House of Blues (she can actually sing, which was pretty shocking), and then grew with the tea cup she kept toting around, and then she had to go and dress like a giant used tampon for the VMAs, and there was no going back for me. And now I just saw the video for "Paparazzi", and all of that insanity + Eric from TrueBlood = I Love Lady Gaga.
Minnie Mouse get-up and all.
But, alas, she has officially grown on me. It started when I saw her live at the House of Blues (she can actually sing, which was pretty shocking), and then grew with the tea cup she kept toting around, and then she had to go and dress like a giant used tampon for the VMAs, and there was no going back for me. And now I just saw the video for "Paparazzi", and all of that insanity + Eric from TrueBlood = I Love Lady Gaga.
Minnie Mouse get-up and all.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Oh, Pop Culture
It's a never-ending cycle: one may pass on, but there's always another to pick up the reigns.
What makes this even more amazing is that it's from a TextsFromLastNight entry. God, do I love life.
What makes this even more amazing is that it's from a TextsFromLastNight entry. God, do I love life.
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