Poor Rita Ora keeps throwing singles at the wall hoping one of these days one will stick to U.S. radio like even the 900th track from a Justin Bieber album. She’s boned Calvin Harris, Rob Kardashian, and even tried to make people think she boned Jay-Z…and not even the judges on The Voice: Germany knew who she was. Who’s a girl gotta bone around here to get a hit song? If you’re Rita, your new strategy is making people think it’s (sometimes) girls, girls, girls. Continue reading
The Grammys attempted to have their own Time’s Up/#MeToo moment last night; instead of pins or wearing black, some people wore or posed with white roses to symbolize “hope, peace, sympathy and resistance.” Kesha took the symbolism one step further by performing “Fuck You, Dr. Luke” (real title: “Praying“) amid a sea of white-clad backup singers. Some of them famous enough to make the audience at home think, “Hey, wait a minute…is that?”
There was so much fashion fuckery at the MTV VMAs last night, I barely know where to begin! If the Teen Choice Awards are the Middle School dance of awards shows, then the VMA’s are the Junior Prom at an alternative performing arts magnet school. Since it’s high school, I’ll be announcing the winners and losers in several categories. The first category is Most Obvious Genitalia, and that award goes to none other than Nicki Minaj.
I know Lady Gaga’s thing right now is hats, specifically that pink one that’s practically the official mascot of her Joanne promotional tour. So I shouldn’t have been surprised that she showed up to the American Music Awards last night in her biggest, stiffest-brimmed hat. It was nice of her to switch out that pink hat for the evening. I’m sure it was starting to get all limp from all the sweaty forehead foundation it was no doubt collecting and could use a good soak before the Grammys in February. Sorry AMAs, but you get the backup hat.