Gaga, Gaga, Gaga, let us count the ways we love you. If you ever fall off the radar we don’t know if we’ll ever bother to open a newspaper or mag again (slight exaggeration), such a visual explosion have you provided for our eyes this last year.
Anyway, we noticed the Grazia Daily site was looking a bit bare without her presence for at least 10 minutes so this afternoon we bring you not one but THREE wonderful Gaga moments from the last couple of days.
It’s not really news that her Gaganess’s stage gear for her tour Monster’s Ball has been hand picked from the very top of the fashion tree, but is is a good excuse for some amazing pictures. There is an abundance of Armani and even a bespoke Prada ballgown, described by the house of Prada itself as
“made of ciré, plastic and technical jersey in a camel tone. The embroidery reveals a black guipure flower motif with lace trimming. The skirt recalls a‘à panier’ structure, typical of the 18th century.” (So now you know).
Honestly though – it’s one thing to be cool enough to be lent a choice of a couple of gowns by a posh label, but it's quite another to have the worlds most respected designers abandoning their own collections and going completely off-piste on unique show pieces for you. Gaga, we salute you. (But will she change to lyrics of Bad Romance to ‘Pra-Da Ooh- La LAA!?)
Last night was the NME Awards (the naughty younger brother of the BRITS) at which Gaga was garlanded with gongs. Unfortunately she was too busy gigging in Liverpool and wearing THIS! To pick them up. We think this is a shame since they were: Best Dressed and . . . Worst Dressed. Although we’ve decided she should definitely take this as a compliment.
Finally, to round things up . . . it’s fair to say that Gaga inspires people wherever she goes. From the international catwalks to the wardrobes of the other popstars struggling to keep up with her wayward shoulders to her army of clone-like fans. And now . . . farmers. What? Oh yes. The world of agriculture received its first dose of Gaga this week when a farmer at his wits' end with birds a-peckin' at his crops came up with THIS nifty number. And it’s still a full month till April.
- Naomi Attwood