There were still a bunch of purple-clad psychopaths blocking the entire sidewalk (not to mention SCREAMING AND CRYING) while I was trying to get from school to work today. In dismay, I realized that by coincidence, I too was wearing a purple shirt, but there was no way out of the crowd. Guh.
(Also, what self-respecting teenage boy who claims to be straight chooses purple as his signature color? I’m all for breaking stereotypes, but still, I’m sorry but that’s just asking to be made fun of by the general public.)
Y’know, I’m tired of people saying that Lady Gaga “saved their life” because she inspired them to be themselves. If you’re being an “individual” because someone else is telling you that you should, doesn’t that kind of defeat the purpose?
Also, I noticed today that H&M now sells hair bows (in natural hair shades as well as black and hot pink) and black lace bunny ear headbands.
SPEAKING OF WHICH.
Copying Lady Gaga does not make you creative or original.
As Billie Joe Armstrong says….
“A guy walks up to me and asks ‘What’s Punk?’. So I kick over a garbage can and say ‘That’s punk!’. So he kicks over a garbage can and says ‘That’s Punk?’, and I say ‘No that’s trendy!”
[Disclaimers: 1.) I do not hate Lady Gaga. In fact, I quite like her. 2.) I am aware that there are people who have been legitimately inspired by her and have improved themselves because of it, and this is obviously not directed at them. 3.) Yes, I am aware that I have been inspired visually by Gaga myself, but I don’t claim to be more original because of it.]
“The Gaga has been influenced by Grace Jones (who called her a copycat), Isabella Blow, Leigh Bowery, Freddie Mercury, Daphne Guinness, Klaus Nomi, Led Zeppelin, Patti Smith, Boy George, Carole King (Gaga burst into tears when she met her backstage at a concert), the New York Dolls, Prince, John Lennon, Andy Warhol (who, while currently dead, undoubtedly would have declared Gaga “fabulous”), and David Bowie, who has, so far, made no comment on the Gaga body of work.”—
Lady Gaga September 2010 Vanity Fair article
What an epic group of people! If you happen to be unfamiliar with any of the names on that list, I’d highly suggest you go research them immediately.
Today after running several errands for work, I was overheated and exhausted, and was trying to get back inside as quickly as possible. Just as I was about to cross the street, the man walking in front of me dropped what looked like a red scrap of paper, and he stopped short. I was about to get annoyed when I saw that right before hitting the ground, the paper flew straight back up into the air. The man attempted to catch it once, and then held his hand still, as the scrap swirled in circles around his wrist, with no visible strings or wires attached. The man flicked his wrist and grabbed the paper between his index and middle fingers, and showed it to me- it was a King of Hearts playing card. He then gave me a wink and a sly smile, stuck the card in his pocket, and disappeared around the corner.
I’m still not sure whether that actually happened, or I was just hallucinating from heat exhaustion. Either way, it was awesome.
P.S. Apparently this is my 100th post on here. WOO!