I will never get tired of watching Teen Girl Squad. "The Ugly One!" "So and so!" Hee.
The cover of this month's Interview magazine poses an important question: "Avril Lavigne: Brat or Brilliant?" I think we all know the answer is the former, rather than the latter, but I'm thinking Interview maybe got that one wrong. I haven't read the article yet. Give me a second.
Oh my god. There's a Gucci ad. And they show a lady's pubic hair. And her pubic hair is shaved into a G. That's a bit... much. I mean, they've shown topless ladies and ass in the past, but hey. Pubes!
Oh wait. Here it is in the contents. "Avril Lavigne: Punkalicious or too bubblegum to rock?" This time the answer is clearly the latter. Let's turn to page 104 and see if they got it right.
Someone remind me to never rip open those perfume samples, because now I have a headache thanks to Chanel. Chance? More like... Shitance. Okay, that wasn't very clever at all.
Okay, here is the article. "Does this pop punkette deserve a Grammy or to be grounded?" Well, she deserves my foot in her ass, is what she deserves. Ha. I like this: "Reading of her childhood in Napanee, Ontario, one gets the sense Lavigne spent more time playing hockey and hunting than collecting Bad Brains seven-inches." Oh, and she's "apathetic aboput punk despite being publicly associated with it." And, "When she smashes her guitar in her videos it's as transgressive as someone blowing an air kiss. She sings with a look of studied boredom that says, 'Whatever. Can I get back to shooting ducks?'"
Well.Dimitri Ehrlich clearly thinks she's an asshat, but he says there's nothing more punk than "making hits as if they were an afterthought, [...] yawning her way to the bank." Whatever. I don't like her. I do like the way the author juxtaposes Iggy Pop rolling around in glass with the fact that "Avril "looks so clean yu could almost smell the Body Shop Dewberry Perfume Oil wafting off of her."
Why am I talking about Avril Lavigne and not Los Lunes al Sol because I got waylaid and watched The Grammys at Cara's instead of heading out to Downtown Miami. I suck.
Norah Jones won 10 million awards. Avril Lavigne was the only one to lose in every category she was nominated in. And John Mayer is not 16. He is NOT. Isn't he 25? Why did he say he was 16? Was he high? Someone explain that to me.
Tonight I will see Till Human Voices Wake Us. I can't be held accountable for my actions if Guy Pearce and Helena Bonham Carter are there.
The cover of this month's Interview magazine poses an important question: "Avril Lavigne: Brat or Brilliant?" I think we all know the answer is the former, rather than the latter, but I'm thinking Interview maybe got that one wrong. I haven't read the article yet. Give me a second.
Oh my god. There's a Gucci ad. And they show a lady's pubic hair. And her pubic hair is shaved into a G. That's a bit... much. I mean, they've shown topless ladies and ass in the past, but hey. Pubes!
Oh wait. Here it is in the contents. "Avril Lavigne: Punkalicious or too bubblegum to rock?" This time the answer is clearly the latter. Let's turn to page 104 and see if they got it right.
Someone remind me to never rip open those perfume samples, because now I have a headache thanks to Chanel. Chance? More like... Shitance. Okay, that wasn't very clever at all.
Okay, here is the article. "Does this pop punkette deserve a Grammy or to be grounded?" Well, she deserves my foot in her ass, is what she deserves. Ha. I like this: "Reading of her childhood in Napanee, Ontario, one gets the sense Lavigne spent more time playing hockey and hunting than collecting Bad Brains seven-inches." Oh, and she's "apathetic aboput punk despite being publicly associated with it." And, "When she smashes her guitar in her videos it's as transgressive as someone blowing an air kiss. She sings with a look of studied boredom that says, 'Whatever. Can I get back to shooting ducks?'"
Well.Dimitri Ehrlich clearly thinks she's an asshat, but he says there's nothing more punk than "making hits as if they were an afterthought, [...] yawning her way to the bank." Whatever. I don't like her. I do like the way the author juxtaposes Iggy Pop rolling around in glass with the fact that "Avril "looks so clean yu could almost smell the Body Shop Dewberry Perfume Oil wafting off of her."
Why am I talking about Avril Lavigne and not Los Lunes al Sol because I got waylaid and watched The Grammys at Cara's instead of heading out to Downtown Miami. I suck.
Norah Jones won 10 million awards. Avril Lavigne was the only one to lose in every category she was nominated in. And John Mayer is not 16. He is NOT. Isn't he 25? Why did he say he was 16? Was he high? Someone explain that to me.
Tonight I will see Till Human Voices Wake Us. I can't be held accountable for my actions if Guy Pearce and Helena Bonham Carter are there.
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thora:
Thanks for linking me to the kitty group. I joined and was pleased to see the Siamese thread. Cat wait to actively indulge in the catty badness.
cybertammy:
I never noticed Avril until I saw a picture of her one day. I thought she was cute. Her sound is a little annoying and that stupid tie thing makes me want to bitch slap her. Yeah the tie is really terrible.