This Pairing Makes Perfect Sense

After hearing a rumour that Lady Gaga flashed some pink bits during her Glastonbury performance, I found myself seeking confirmation via everyone’s favourite knowledge tool Google, P.I. No luck finding evidence of kebab exposure, but I did come across this profile recently published in the Irish Independent News.

As the van cruises along California’s 405 freeway, heading from an amphitheatre in Irvine to a soundstage in Burbank, fireworks bloom in the distant sky over Disneyland. Gaga, who’s been munching handfuls of kettle corn and sipping from a can of Diet Coke, turns pensive. “What am I doing right now?” she asks, sounding sleepy and uncharacteristically vulnerable. “Who am I?”

With theatrical timing, an interloper chirps an answer from the back seat: “You’re the new princess of pop!”

The voice belongs to the gossip blogger Perez Hilton, an early and fervent Gaga supporter. He’s been hanging around all day in his leopard-print Adidas T-shirt, offering compliments and toothy smiles. Gaga laughs, shocked at the near-scripted perfection of the moment. “You are,” Hilton drawls, flashing the teeth.

I really don’t need to add anything at this point, do I?

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