I miss Gaga so much. She is the single drive in my distressing and monotonous life who inspires me to live creatively and makes me happy no matter what, even if only for a few minutes. With every photograph, record, outfit, and video, she makes me excited for the future: life as an art, life as an innovation, life as a compassionate being, life as an endless fashion, and life as an illusion without artifice, can be genuine. I can be whoever I want to be with boundless possibilities. She invigorates pop culture with her mere presence—she invigorates me—and without her, I’m simply trudging through my senior year with absolutely no will and a constant grimace on my tired face. School is complete and utter shitpissfuckass nonetheless, but her absence makes all this fuckingfuckholedickcuntbitchfuck even all the more insufferable. I miss her so much. I just need my escapism back.
One of the most asinine arguments used against Gaga is the “Lady Gaga thinks she represents gay people” argument. This is an argument founded on the belief that Gaga thinks she is “teh leader of teh gayz” because she stands up and speaks out against inequality. No, this argument is not based on Gaga’s own philosophies, rather on the destructive and self-deprecating idea that anyone who dares stand up for your rights is a “pretentious try hard exploiting the less fortunate”. Unfortunately, this idea is heralded by many non-Gaga fans who feel Lady Gaga has no right standing up for, well, what is right.
The biggest problem with this argument, apart from the fact that it makes no sense, is that it is often used by people who know nothing about Gaga and the connection she has with her fans, most of whom are gay. Over the past five years, Gaga has met with thousands and thousands of young LGBT boys and girls who have told them about their struggles as a queer person, and as someone who views the relationship with their fans as symbiotic, Gaga feels compelled to speak out in their defense. What people don’t understand is that Lady Gaga only represents those who want her to represent them. Maybe you don’t want to be represented by Gaga because you don’t need to be, or maybe you just don’t like her. Great, that is your choice, but guess what, not everyone is the same. Many young LGBT boys and girls gravitate towards Gaga because they need a voice, because they need someone to represent them, and that too is great.
Above is a great video that hasn’t been seen by very many where Gaga addresses the very argument explained above. No, Lady Gaga does not see herself as “the voice”, she sees herself as “a voice” for herself and those who need her, and as a voice, she is doing her part to make the world/her country a better place for those who are not afforded the same opportunities as she.
Does that make her pretentious? No, it makes it her a good fucking person.
If she were not a celebrity, if she were not an artist, and most of all if she weren’t earning a single damn fucking penny from any fucking person, then her words, I truly believe, would be understood for its genuineness and the boundless love it perpetuates and inspires. But because she is a musician who has a loving fan base and happens to earn fucking profit from them, she is exploitive. She is pretentious. She is a good fucking liar who has young people wrapped in her warped and dangerous ideals. She is the devil. She is the bitch who’s trying to champion for a community who didn’t fucking ask for her and doesn’t need her and god fucking damn her, she’s not even in the fucking same community.
In the celebrity world the public is quick to be vicious and cynical and malicious and completely fucking tear down anyone who doesn’t seem quite right. There is no possible way she could be real. Nobody really loves everyone, nobody really wants to stand up for equality, because it would be too tiring. You say you stand up for one person, but then how do you discern who is right or wrong? Will you stand up for sex fetishes that can be borderline abusive, or who’s recreational choice of drug is lethal, or who’s religion has the right to murder, or who’s nation has the right to censorship? Who do we stand up for? And so how dare she say she’ll stand up for us FUCKING GAYS?
Let’s get this straight, freedom can not be reduced to a single denominator. When you stand up for any person’s right, you are standing up for the progressive equality of everyone, whether you like it or not, in the scheme of humanity, a step forward in equality is a step forward for everyone. That is my naive hope. And when people want to separate between who can stand up for whom, well then you’ve missed the fucking point.
If I had a voice and the influential power to stand up for the people I love, I’d be damned if anyone tried to stop me. Wouldn’t you?
TODAY WAS A GREAT DAY AND TOMORROW WILL BE EVEN BETTER
MY FAME SAMPLE RAN OUT. SO I GOT ANOTHER ONE FROM A SALESWOMAN.
SO NOW MY LEFT ARM SMELLS LIKE FAME AND MY RIGHT ARM SMELLS LIKE SPICEBOMB. ALKmalskdcmlskdcnlsdkcmlsakdmlakemflkmcalkmc multiple olfactory orgasms just all day long ughhhhhhhhhh. The more I smell Fame, the less sweet and generic it seems than when I first experienced it. I can really smell more of the incense and the tinge of ‘darkness’ that makes it much more addictive than any regular fruity or floral fragrance. AND SPICEBOMB IS SIMPLY IRRESISTIBILE AND MUSKY, I REALLY CAN NOT STOP SMELLING MYSELF.
AND I got V 78 THE YOUTH QUAKE ISSUE, which was supposed to go off sale 08/30, WHICH IT DIDN’T ANNNNDDDD IT’S THE GIVENCHY COVER WHICH IS DA ABSOLUTE BESTEST SHIT AHHHHHHH asdlkfmalsdkcmlawekfjewimdsakm
OH MY GOSH AND GUYS
THIS EXISTS. It’s a collection of photographs shot by Mario Testino selected from his exhibition in Beijing, China, which ran from June 6 - 27, and features bilingual passages written by Graydon Carter, Jennifer Allen, and Patrick Kinmonth. I saw it at the bookstore and it features a stunning lenticular cover of a very tan Gaga shot for her very first V Magazine cover back in Fall 2009. Granted, it’s $69.99. I ALSO SAW A TON OF OTHER BOOKS ON CONTEMPORARY AND MODERN ARTISTS (by Taschen, they’ve got phenomenal book series and collections, I have their set for 100 Contemporary Fashion Designers MUHAHAHA) AND UGHHHHHHH JUST SO MANY EMOTIONS AND I WISH I COULD JUST READ THEM ALLLLLLL.
Wow, I haven’t typed like that in a while. AND THEN TOMORROW I GET TO GO TO THE SILVER LININGS PLAYBOOK SCREENING AND I’M DRESSING UP BECAUSE WHY THE HELL NOT?!?!?!?!?!? ASDLKMASDLKCMAIOWEJFLKDSLKDSJLKJ Ah having the best time.
North Korea’s recent alleviations on some strict laws based on Western influences may seem a bit facetious to those of us in liberal countries—‘women can now wear pants and people can eat pizza and hamburgers and carry cellphones’ I’ve had that freedom since I could remember—but to some extent it’s a downright frightening social repression from a government that is trying to so-called ‘rebrand’ itself. It reminds myself to be grateful for my liberty in Canada, and everyday I’m thankful for my mother’s immigration to Canada, so that I could prosper and lead a better life.
I’ve only been in China for a month, but already the censorship and corruption of this government is too frustrating. I know there a far worse countries at war and in poverty, and I can only imagine how terrifying it must be to live in those conditions, no matter what country you reside, but I think every individual carries a burden, every nation, every culture, and then humanity struggles together. You should never feel any less important or any more trivial because of this. We all struggle.
I just can’t wait to get back to Canada. Home sweet home.
I saved 40 photos from the Givenchy S/S 2013 show
On average I have about 5 - 10 of a collection. THAT. IS. HOW. OBSESSED. I’ve been about Givenchy lately. I have a total of 122 collection photos simply from A/W 2011 - S/S 2013(for referencing, when I can, you know, afford every single piece for my closet). Tisci’s just a talented italian (go figure, I’m obsessed with another italian) who knows how to work with print. And if there’s anything you need to know about me, it is that I love print. It’s such a simple concept, to plaster another image onto a piece of clothing, but it can be sophisticated, or edgy, or bold, or subtle, and somehow it changes the way we perceive style, and it feels different. It changes the way the clothes feel on our body. It’s not to say that I don’t appreciate precision and excellence or re-inventive tailoring, because I really do. It’s just I’m mostly a giant sucker for simplicity, and I think Tisci, with his menswear and womenswear collections, and prints presently in fashion, are really redefining what it means to be simple, yet ultimately dynamic and luxurious. I must sound like a pretentious load of bullshit, especially coming from someone who hasn’t even touched a piece of high fashion, but I have genuine sense of how fashion can transform you. When I wear what I’m confident in and what I love, I feel braver and like a stronger person. And Tisci may just be changing the way I perceive style and class in fashion.
I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO OUT AND BUY FABRIC DYE AND STUDS AND SPIKES
BUT I FORGOT EVERY DAMN STORE IS CLOSED TODAY. AUGHHHHHHHHHH LFKJSADLKJCCMLKSJMEOIAJREMWOJMLKJDMEKLWJRMLKJ MY PERFECT WEEKEND HAS BEEN RUINEDDDDDDDDD.
Oh well, time to do the laundry and watch movies :D
I WANT TO GO OUT TOMORROW
BUT I HAVEN’T FUCKING FINISHED MY FUCKING HOMEWORK BECAUSE NO, I DIDN’T FUCKING DO IT DURING THE WEEK, BECAUSE I WAS FUCKING RELAXING OKAY SO WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE TO DO THIS FUCKING WORK WHEN IT IS MY FUCKING BREAK.
That is all.
NO WAIT I’M NOT DONE. FUCK YOU.
Now I’m done. Time to get 5-6 hours of sleep for another few weeks, until SUMMER VACATION! Ah seriously can’t wait, only 3 MORE MONTHS UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, AND THEN I AM FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, CAN’T WAIT ANY LONGER FOR SUMMER VACATION (THIS FUCKING BREAK ISN’T EVEN OVER YET BUT IT MIGHT AS WELL BE, AND I’M ALREADY WAITING FOR MY NEXT BREAK AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH IF YOU CAN’T TELL I’M ALREADY GOING MENTALLY INSANE LDKJSDLKJSDLKCDMLCKjsDMLIejmfeiSADASCKCSLMSDLKJ AHHHHHHH)
EW AND THEN I HAVE SENIOR YEAR AFTER THOSE 2 MONTHS OF FREEDOM. EWWWWWWWW SHUT UP, YOU KNOW WHAT SLADKFJSLDKJDMKCJSDLKSJNRFKLNJEFIUEWMOFWELKFJ<ASDLKFJMASDLKJFMIOERUFMOQI$UFN#OI$UQFMLKJFMLKASDJ<LKSJACLMKADMSIOEMWOFIU#N*u4fm8qu340,f0ueofu3480fu,iumfLKSADFIJEMFERNLDKJCNLKJDMVLKERJ<ICFMWU$<PMU$C#$QM)(CMEWIF<(#QF)(IM#Q$(IF:LKFMCLQ:K
I unpacked my backpack of all my homework
and I’m already tired. Haven’t even started trying to do my work, AND I’M ALREADY TIRED. HOMEWORK IS CURSED I TELL YOU.
I really want to work at the movie theatre.
And then save up a shitload of money.
And then.
And then.
Psssst, and then spend it all like there’s no tomorrow.
And of course save some, but… dlfkjcieoimfwqsn i just want to be shallow and materialistic and wallow in superficial things OKAY?!
