In case you haven't heard, Nicki Minaj and Mariah Carey got into some sort of argument during American Idol auditions, and now Barbara Walters is involved, and nothing about this seems at ALL like some sort of stunt to get people to care about American Idol. Nope. Not a bit. Because, remember, people, two talented women can never be in the same room without devolving into catty bitches. Estrogen is basically a disability, duh. Really, though, come on; I have a hard time believing that Mariah Carey and her seven gagillion dollars, butterflies, glitter, and servant/husband really care about NMin's cartoon gangsta bullshit. If you, however, do care, you can read about it over at The Huffington Post. Personally, I prefer to watch this animated video of Justin Bieber puking on stage. You're welcome.
Showing posts with label American Idol. Show all posts
Showing posts with label American Idol. Show all posts
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Clown Fight! Clown Fight!
In case you haven't heard, Nicki Minaj and Mariah Carey got into some sort of argument during American Idol auditions, and now Barbara Walters is involved, and nothing about this seems at ALL like some sort of stunt to get people to care about American Idol. Nope. Not a bit. Because, remember, people, two talented women can never be in the same room without devolving into catty bitches. Estrogen is basically a disability, duh. Really, though, come on; I have a hard time believing that Mariah Carey and her seven gagillion dollars, butterflies, glitter, and servant/husband really care about NMin's cartoon gangsta bullshit. If you, however, do care, you can read about it over at The Huffington Post. Personally, I prefer to watch this animated video of Justin Bieber puking on stage. You're welcome.
Labels:
American Idol,
Justin Bieber,
Mariah Carey,
Nicki Minaj
Friday, March 11, 2011
Requisite "American Idol" Post, Edition 1
Here we have actor Bradley Cooper and "American Idol" contestant Paul McDonald. Twinsies! Also, holy teeth, Batman. The only reason I'm posting this is because finally figuring out whom Pauly reminds me of was the most exciting moment yet on The Jennifer Lopez Show. Here's the thing: For better or worse, I'm a committed "American Idol" viewer. I was there when Kelly Clarkson's pipes beat Justin Guarini's spiral perm. I cheered for Fantasia back when she was just a great singer and not a felonious famewhore. I lived through Taylor Hicks, rooted for Blake Lewis, and had a few dirty dreams about Lee Dewyze (don't judge me). But I have yet to care about any of this season's Top 12, so, until I do, my "Idol" commentary will be confined to weekly admissions of my nascent, confusing love for Jenny L and random, pointless observations about the contestants. And so we've begun! Whoot!
Labels:
American Idol,
Blake Lewis,
Bradley Cooper,
Jennifer Lopez,
Kelly Clarkson,
Lee Dewyze,
Paul McDonald,
Taylor Hicks
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