Gaga's got me grinning like a hyena again. This new video is inspired. Watching Gaga sometimes makes me uncomfortable in the same kind of way that an uncle approaching the dance floor at a wedding makes me cringe; something is screaming at me that it's just not quite right, but I can't help but watch. This doesn't mean by any stretch of the imagination that I dislike Gaga's videos; Gaga marks herself from the crowd, and at least it's different from the usual dross of MTV. Subverting fashion in a completely controlled and serious manner makes me love her just that little bit more. Yes, we can play dress up with clothes, but that doesn't mean we want to be mocked. Seeing extra-terrestrial ghostly slips of models tottering down the catwalk in those cloven platforms, I couldn't imagine anybody but the goddesses of the McQueen show wearing them. They were phenomenal, yes, but imagine pushing your shopping trolly around Tescos, powered by those hooved babies. But of course they suit Gaga. Why wouldn't they - that girl can pull off a full length polar bear cape! Seeing her in the suspect metallic McQueen get-up, the space age clothes finally made sense to me, with a full blown character behind the seams. The unbelievable seemed plausible, the ridiculous mundane; cliche though it might be, I'm going goo-goo over Gaga.
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