Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Broken Barbie.

It was brought to my attention yesterday, that the general public is not taking very kindly to the one, the only, Ms Lana Del Rey.
She's still my queen. 



So I would like to say a big Fuck You to all of the haters, spitting out the haterorade.

Npr's review, along with others, was not very pretty.
Anne Power's said "She's what most of us desire and despise, all in one. That's agitating..."
We'll ya... DUR. 
THATS WHY SHE'S SO GREAT. 













If you missed Lana Del Rey's SNL prefromance I would say don't watch it, but that's going to make all you assholes watch it anyway so here it is...


Ya it that was pretty bad...
It's questionably one of the worst performances in SNL history. SO WHAT. 

Here's my question:
Why the fuck was Lana Del Rey, queen of the hipsters, on Saturday Night Live...
Hello... she's so not mainstream.
She's not a fucking pop star.

She's a tragically beautiful, plastic, gorgeous face.
Her songs are eerie, not extremely well written, and sang through her fake-plump-lip pout.
Lana Del Rey: A drowning barbie doll. 
But 
She's an original. She's a real phony.
Literally she's not real. Lana Del Rey, is a persona. It's a state of mind versus an actual person.
It's more than just the music with this one. And for me that's a lot. That's real dedication.
So call Lana what you want. But she ain't on my shit list.


Lana Del Rey is a real life Holly Golightly.
Speaking of, 
I came across my copy of Breakfast At Tiffany's last week, and I can't stop watching it, yet again. 
I relate to Audrey's character so much in this film.





Wanting as much as she can get out of this world and not stopping for anyone.






I can't believe half of my friends have never seen this movie. GO FUCKING WATCH IT NOW.
I have a copy and if I like you, I will no problem let you borrow it.
You can't not watch this movie ladies. Especially if your tragically glamorous, in a world where only few understand your qualms.
Then this one is definitely for you.












Omg... did I mention that it's a love story... with a cat..



Sometimes people are fake. 
But if they don't care, then why do you?



No, I personally would never become a fake femme fatale, like Lana, and I'm not as delusional as Holly.
But can you really blame them?




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