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RiRi getting her Lady Gaga on…

Laura — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 05:17:30 +0000

Racey Lacey! Im loving Rihanna in these lace covered sunglasses…… Very Lady Gaga!

Image Via This is Lavie

Gaga Oh la la…..

Lady Gaga on the cover of Out magazine’s September issue

Laura — Thu, 13 Aug 2009 12:39:50 +0000

I think my love for Lady Gaga has just ESCALATED after viewing her monster-inspired photo shoot for Out magazine.

Have a read to the intro of the article bellow; how could you not love Lady Gaga for being such an inspiring underdog.

Things weren’t going well for young Stefani Germanotta, an 18-year-old from the Upper West Side, at the Bitter End. It was Friday night at the famed Greenwich Village club and the chattering NYU kids in the audience — there because the place didn’t card — outnumbered the handful of misfit East Village friends who had come to see her play. “See the lonely girl,” she sang in her agile and slightly husky voice, letting her fingers fly up and down the keyboard of the beat-up house piano like the child prodigy she once was, “out on the weekend, trying to make it pay.” Set up on the piano’s soundboard, Germanotta’s own portable disco ball spun tiny shards of light and her laptop spat out beats, but no one was listening.

She thought of her hustle to book the show, calling the club and posing as her own manager. She thought of the cramped, piss-smelling dressing room she’d have to go back to and how, if she failed here, the Bitter End would be her bitter end. Fuck this, thought Germanotta. I’ve got to do something. So Germanotta shrugged her shirt from her slender shoulder and pulled it over her head. She tugged off her skirt. The little Italian firecracker sat on stage in the Village in her fishnets and her underwear and sang. The audience was gape-mouthed and agog, unsure whether this was part of the act or not. They gawked and, almost unwittingly, began to nod their heads to the music. They were hooked. Later, Germanotta would identify that moment as a turning point. “I felt a spontaneity and nerve in myself that I think had been in a coffin for a very long time.” By the time her set ended, Stefani Germanotta had disappeared and Lady Gaga was born. “At that moment,” she says, “I rose up from the dead.”

Amazing.

Read the rest of the article by Joshua David Stein & Noah Michelson here.

Not only is Lady Gaga amazing for her out-there style, she also writes and coproduces all of her tracks, and choreographs all her performances. Wow. Lady Gaga I love you. ♥

xoxo

Calvin Klein Resort 2010

Laura — Thu, 04 Jun 2009 11:37:17 +0000

ZZZZZZZzzzzzzz Boring boring boring three words to describe Calvin Klein resort 2010. Anemic looking girls floated down the runway in wispy hessian looking sacks and other gloomy pieces of clothing. The collection consisted of some really impractical things, including see though pants, (so ugly not even Lady Gaga would wear them and we all know Lady Gaga’s view on pants), see though flimsy tops that made nipples look so pointy that they had to be a OH&S issue (I’m surprised no one got a stab wound). Colour wise… blarg blarg very dull. There where too many shades of light gray and beige for a lesbian tree hugging hippy to point a stick at. (I do love lesbians but sometimes some lesbos have really sad taste in fashion…)

All in all I though the collection was dull and dreary, not fun at all. No smiles or excitement for me. Boohoo. Sorry Calvin!

Photos By John Aquino Via WWD.

What do you think? Depressing and dismal?