If Robert Smith is having troubles moving his bowels this morning, he should just think of Lady CaCa stuffing mountains of the bad shit into her nose hole while listening to his music. That will help him.
23-year-old Lady CaCa says that after she dropped out from NYU, she spent her days alone in her apartment partaking in a sport called Lohan-ing. She said, “My cocaine soundtrack was The Cure. I loved all their music, but I listened to this one song on repeat while I did bags and bags of cocaine. I didn’t think there was anything wrong with me until my friends came over and said, ‘Are you doing this alone?’ ‘Um, yes. Me and my mirror’. But I was able to stop, because I was panicking more on the drugs than I was sober. So I’m fine now.”
Her poor mirror. And it’s kind of funny, because Lady CaCa makes me want to shovel the bad shit into my nose. I have to stick corks in my nostrils to keep from snorting absolutely anything to deal with her fuckery-laced ridiculousness.
Here’s Lady CaCa at the Monster Cable Launch party in Berlin yesterday. Bitch looks like Breathless Mahoney coming down from a bad acid trip at an S&M ball. And I loooooove the “Is this thing for real?” look on Dr. Dre’s face.