I just flew in from LA after attending the first annual Angelino City-Wide Marshmallow Roast and on the way back picked up an illegal/undocumented/they/LGBTQ++/whatever label we are using these days for a person, to put them in my garage so I can stand in solidarity with our governor (although I just heard Murphy say he has nobody at his house). Really, I can’t keep up with all this!
All joking aside, my above ill-timed, possibly inappropriate witticisms pale in comparison to what’s been happening with our celebrities lately
Let’s look at just two …
Cry Selena Cry
Here again, is another instance where I know commenting negatively might get me stained as feeling this way or that way about a hot-button political issue (but stain away, beyond my friend, who is reading this anyway?). But what I am calling out here is the delivery—or that it was delivered at all—as opposed to what the actual meat of the message was.
I was astounded (actually, I’m not, that’s what astounds me even more) by Selena Gomez’s recent post on Instagram about the recent ICE raids. Again, it’s not the issue I am coming down pro or con over, or that Ms. Gomez should not feel the way she does. What gob smacked me upside the head was Gomez’s display of narcissism: think of the presence of ego one has to possess that when a sure rush of emotions takes you, you grab your cell phone, flick its video capture on, turn it on your blubbering…then you post what you just recorded on Instagram!
What a show of ‘I am a feeling a certain way about a certain thing, and I have to share it with the world.’ As the kids say…OMG! OMG! OMG!
Yes, I would have preferred our music celebrities follow Ricky Gervais’ advice from when he hosted the Golden Globes, that celebrities who win the award would “…if you do win an award tonight, don’t use it as a political platform to make a political speech.” But beyond the speechifying at the Grammys (and the fact that The Beatles won for something generated by AI…a rant for another time) what very few of us saw at the time it happened was Kanye West and his wife Bianca Censori stepping onto the Grammys red carpet, once again, crying for attention.
Issued forth from out of their limo in a long fur coat, Censori walked with her perennially frowning hubby center of paparazzi attention, turned her back to them then dropped her fur to reveal a completely see-thru mini dress (see pic above, sorry for the blurring, but this is a G-rated show we are running here) and no undergarments. Affording one and all first a great view of her bare bottom through the dress, the lady then turned to show the rest of herself.
The couple then got back in their limo and left, although Kanye was nominated for a Grammy this night. He later posted 13 photos of the dress and his lady on Instagram writing:
“Custom Couture Grammy dress for the most beautiful woman ever My love my best friend My wife.”
What a couple.
This is not the first time we have seen lots of the busty Censori, but this much of her? Probably never (watching TMZ last night a commentator made a wonderfully wry observation that at one point in her posing for Kanye’s wife actually pulled the front of her dress down, as if she was in danger of revealing too much, when she had been already). I seems all too obvious what this pair is needing with all these brash and anything-but-sexy displays, but I keep wondering where are the #METOO-ers in all this? I read modern-day feminists decrying displays quite less than this all the time, cancelling right and left, but I don’t read so much criticism from that quarter about this couple. Is it because Kanye (a black man) is trotting her around a white woman, or that the couple want to set a modern hip example to any kids they might someday have?
All I have to say is…very nice shave job.
