Kacey Musgraves Denies Liking That Kid Rock Tweet About Taylor Swift, Says It’s A Photoshop Frame Job
Kacey Musgraves does not want her social media comments filled up with rat emojis so she’s making some shit very clear: she did not “Like” that comment of Kid Rock‘s where the privileged rich boy turned faux hillbilly rocker slapped at Taylor Swift for being a Democrat. Like Charli XCX before her, Kacey knows that getting on the wrong side of Taylor Swift comes with blowback–intentionally or not. After images began appearing on the Internet showing Kacey had decided to co-sign Kid Rock’s idiotic bullshit, she had to get out there and make it clear. She says nothing could be further from the truth! And in fact, she’s being framed!
Country-pop yee-haw Queen and Grammy-winning GIF provider, Kacey Musgraves hit that Met Gala where she turned the phrase: “Come on Barbie, let’s go party,” into a real life situation. She showed up in full hot-pink Barbie regalia complete with her very own hot pink corvette (insert AngelyneSideEye.GIF here).
There was plenty of opportunity for some good old fashioned country music drama last night at the Academy of Country Music Awards (the ACMs, which are not to be confused with the CMAs, the other white meat of country music awards shows), but there was nary a whiff of grain alcohol-soaked card cheatin’, man stealin’, hair pullin’, cussin’ and a’fightin’, and hootin’-n-’hollerin’ at the event. The only scandal worth tellin’ a mule happened on the red carpet when Miranda Lambert, the savior of country drama, showed up looking like the cat who chicken fried the canary and ate it with a side of grits . She brought her new husband Brendan McLoughlin with her.
OK, I have to admit – I heard Kacey Musgraves was opening the Houston Rodeo with a Selena cover and immediately scoffed that she should stay in her lane of drag queen country music having an identity crisis (yes, I obviously listen to it). The only person who can go near Selena’s legacy is Jennifer Lopez on a Saturday afternoon when VH1 is only playing Selena on repeat. Well, Kacey was in Houston to open the rodeo on Monday night, and, even though her massive weave threatened to steal the show, this wasn’t the total dumpster fire I expected it to be. She seems to have won over the crowd and Selena’s own sister.
The Grammys red carpet always looks like an intergalactic space orgy sprinkled with a bunch of random rappers who just rolled out of bed with barely enough time to grab their grill from the bedside table thrown in for good measure. Every year, it’s a mess. Plus you’ve always got legitimate superstars mixed in with a whole lot whosits and whateverhappenedtos. This year’s Grammy red carpet was no exception. I’m trying to sift through some of these looks, and honestly don’t know where to begin.
When you’re a question mark’s favorite pop singer and people regularly mistake you for the wall, you have to pull some shit to make people pay attention to you. Like dress yourself up as a Miss Kitty from the future who just got jumped by a gang of silkie chickens.
Clive Davis threw his annual pre-Grammy party in NYC last night, and many of the guests decided to save their better dresses for tonight’s Grammys (although, they should really just wear pajamas with an attached pillow and duvet cover, because that shit is going to be three and a half fucking hours long). Because most of them wore boring dresses bought off the rack at Macy’s (Taryn Manning’s impact!), but not Rita Ora.
Rita Ora threw feathers, fringe, bows, rhinestone and whatever else that was on sale at Michael’s onto her body. Rita looks like she just came from auditioning for the Thandie Newton role in a no-budget unauthorized Public Access reboot of Westworld that takes place way off in the future and will eventually get shut down after HBO sues. Rita is also dressed like a look-for-less Kartrashian, which is saying a lot since the Kartrashians dress like look-for-less Kartrashians.
And here’s a million more pictures from Clive Davis’ party, including Kathie Lee Gifford (who I hope wins, via write-in vote, the Best Song Grammy tonight for He Saw Jesus) and Martha Stewart, whose dogs are probably nervous that she’s going to skin and wear their asses next.