Tuesday, February 20, 2007

I Dig Pop Culture.

Paris forgets her underwear.


Britney forgets her underwear.


Paris makes a sex tape.


Britney shaves her head.


Four words: I DIG POP CULTURE.


Why? "Hollywood, how can it hurt when it feels good?" I must be desperate to quote Madonna's worst album, but pop culture is a measure of the stupidity of America, and I luv to mock stupid Americans. I wonder why? (I'm listening to Lily Allen's "Smile" and dropping my chin at how damn smart Marisa_Gabriella is) Of course, I was first in line to get Fergie's The Dutchess and am hooked on "The Insider" (somewhat), but I still DIG POP CULTURE. Paris Hilton is a goddess, not just for socialite wannabes, but also for me. I should be honoring Meryl Streep, Audrey Hepburn or even P!nk, but Paris Hilton is a goddess. She has more print space than Meryl ever, or will ever obtain. And then Britney Spears is perhaps, the most interesting person in the world. I'm not kidding.


And then Justin Timberlake is just so hawt. And Fergie is really hawt too.

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Marianne Jean-Baptiste

Marianne Jean-Baptiste
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