(do you need me to tell you this could get a little weird?)
So, I was thinking. I think that that Fergie chick from Black Eyed Peas is going to be the New millennium version of Lady Kier from Dee-Lite. Five years from now, she’s still going to be pictured in party pictures in Vogue or Vanity Fair or something, and we’re all going to scratch our heads and say “Jesus Christ, wasn’t their one hit song like, five years ago? Just how good is her publicist?”
Because…you know, that Groove is in the Heart song was cool FIFTEEN YEARS AGO. The slide whistle has NEVER been so well used in a danceable song. But… let’s be honest, that’s a long time ago. So why does print media dredge her up (maybe she’s music’s answer to Chloe Sevigny, an actress mentioned for her awesome fashiong sense, but who leaves me thinking “Who the hell chooses the pictures in magazines??? Huhh?”)?
So, anyway, there you have it. OTOH, I’d rather have pictures of Fergie, the Dee-Lite chick, or Chloe freaking Sevigny haunting me for the next 15 years than another episode of American Idol. And hey, being a party whore is a better career than the one that’s heading for, say, Britney, which is, of course, Assistant Crackwhore.
Also: In the future, everyone will date Tom Cruise for 15 minutes. I myself am scheduled for 8:32-8:47 on April 29th, 2012. Damn. Too late for a breakfast date.
Finally, and I can’t believe I had to work so hard to find another dopey picture of Chloe Sevigny, here it is. WTF???
PS: Make sure you read that article I linked to from Entertainment Weekly. It is just too, too funny in a too, too sad kind of way. And that’s my favorite kind of funny.