I've been reading that Life With My Sister Madonna book online and, omg, this woman is so vile sometimes
In the book, this scene is totally debunked:
For a while, she wanders around the cemetery, recreating our search for the grave. She places a bunch of flowers on our mother’s gravestone, kneels, and kisses it. In a voice-over that she recorded afterward, but made sure not to let me know about, she recites, “I hadn’t been to the cemetery since I was a young girl. I used to go after she died. My mother’s death was a whole big mystery to me when I was a child; no one really explained it. “What I remember most about my mother is that she was very kind and very gentle and very feminine. I mean, I don’t know, I guess she just looked like an angel to me, but I suppose everybody thinks their mother is an angel when they are five. I also know she was really religious. “So I never really understood why she was taken away from us; it seemed so unfair. I never thought that she had done something wrong, so oftentimes I thought it was what I had done wrong.” Then, in probably the worst moment of all for me, she muses, “I wonder what she looks like now? Just a bunch of dust.” More theatrics ensue as she lies down next to our mother’s grave. “I am going to get in right here, they are going to bury me sideways,” she declares.
The camera is switched off, then Madonna turns to me and says, “Okay, now it’s your turn, Christopher.” Her voice says it all: light, bright, with a subtext of “no big deal.” She and Alek expect me to now also visit our mother’s grave strictly for the benefit of the camera. That isn’t ever going to happen. I make Alek put the camera back in the trunk. I turn my back on him and Madonna. I ask him and Madonna to leave me alone at the grave. After a good deal of cajoling, they finally move away and leave me alone to pay my respects to my mother in relative peace and privacy. I spend some time sitting by her grave, wishing she were here. Then, full of sadness, I trudge back to the limo. Madonna and I ride back to the hotel together in silence. That night, I find it impossible to sleep. That my sister used my mother’s grave as a movie location, her death as the impetus for her performance, wounds me deeply.
mess, like you'd expect this from Madonna but oh my god she truly only cares about fame
You see female popstars represent that perfect girlfriend every gay guy wishes they could have so the latter ends up living vicariously through her, leaving him 2 choices:
- Either date men and continue obsessing over the said female popstar.
- Get married to a lesser woman who will never give him the satisfaction his favorite popstar can give him hence the cases in which a wife knows her husband loves Kylie or Madonna but is too stupid to realize the truth.
Shades of Cool is such an easy top 5 on the album, so good so sultry so flawless
But I can't fix Cap10, can't make him better
And I can't do nothing about his strange weather
But you are unfixable
I can't break through your world
‘Cause you live in shades of cool
Your heart is unbreakable
The way gay guys feel about popstars is the same way straight guys feel about sport stars i've noticed. One of my best friends is straight and stans for ronaldo just like i stan for gaga and bey, like he has his photo as his wallpaper and will constantly talk about him, its funny how that works, youd think it would be the other way round
The way gay guys feel about popstars is the same way straight guys feel about sport stars i've noticed. One of my best friends is straight and stans for ronaldo just like i stan for gaga and bey, like he has his photo as his wallpaper and will constantly talk about him, its funny how that works, youd think it would be the other way round
I've noticed that too! All my family are football crazy and essentially carry out a straight version of "stanning" for their teams. The arguments remind me of stan wars too, except without the hilarious/sassy draggings
It is so amazing. SO amazing.
I thought she was Michael Jackson at first
