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Showing posts with label Vogue. Show all posts

Monday, 16 August 2021

Madonna has a Kiki

It's Our Glorious Leader Queen Madge's 63rd birthday today, and she's looking rather fab...

All hail!

She even has the Scissor Sisters round for tea, h-h-honey...

Many happy returns, Madonna Louise Ciccone (born 16th August 1958)

Friday, 25 October 2019

Okay dolls, y'all know what time it is



Another long, dark, dismal week is crawling its way to its conclusion, and - despite the general murk and tiresome steamed-up commuting - we need to get ourselves in the mood for a party...

A few weeks ago, the lovely AyeMatey at Mean Dirty Pirate blog featured a most magnificent pick-me-up that should do the trick! Mr Todrick Hall, a name with which I was previously unfamiliar, is apparently an alumnus of American Idol. He's over here in Blighty next month, to join the West End production of Chicago as "Billy Flynn" - but somehow I doubt his performance will include a production number as camp as this!

All together, now... Thank Disco It's Friday!


Nails, hair, hips, heels
Ass fat, lips real
Purse full, big bills
Bitch I'mma big deal
Legs, legs, face, eyes
Thin waist, thick thighs
You, me, you wish
New phone, who this?
Pussy puss, puss, give them cunt, cunt, cunt bitch
Mama, yes, god then you pop that tongue bitch
This whole club is my runway, run bitch
Y'all five, four, three, twos, I'm a one bitch

Girl, what did that girl just say, girl?
Ooh Girl, I don't dance
I work (work), I don't play
I slay (slay), I don't walk

I strut, strut, strut and then sashay (okay)
But I don't work for free (no)
No, that's not the tea, hunty (no ma'm)
So make it rain on me (me)

And I might let you see
What you gonna let them see?

My nails, hair, hips, heels
Nails, hair, hips, heels
Nails, hair, hips, heels
Nails, hair, hips, heels

My nails, hair, hips, heels
Nails, hair, hips, heels
Nails, hair, hips, heels
Nails, hair, hips, heels

Head, shoulders, knees, toes
Don't know these hoes
Face, lips, eyes, nose
Camera, click, we pose

Beat mug, limp wrists
V.I.P list
Wave, wave, blow a kiss
I'm that bitch, sis'

Left, right, left, right, left with a spin bitch
Where's my sash and crown, 'cause I win bitch
I'm so fab, I'm gone with the wind bitch
Y'all six, seven, eight, nines, I'm a ten bitch

Girl, what did that girl just say, girl?
Ooh Girl, I don't dance
I work (work), I don't play
I slay (slay), I don't walk

I strut, strut, strut and then sashay (okay)
But I don't work for free (no)
No, that's not the tea, hunty (no ma'm)
So make it rain on me (me)

And I might let you see
What you gonna let them see?

My nails, hair, hips, heels
Nails, hair, hips, heels
Nails, hair, hips, heels
Nails, hair, hips, heels

My nails, hair, hips, heels
Nails, hair, hips, heels
Nails, hair, hips, heels
Nails, hair, hips, heels

Okay dolls, y'all know what time it is, come on
Everybody on the floor, everybody on the floor
Now I want you to stretch out those arms, stretch out those legs
Stretch out that wrist, stretch out that weave
I don't want to see you dance
I want to see you work, come on

Drop for me, drop for me, drop
Drop for me, drop for me, drop
Drop for me, drop for me, drop
Drop for me, drop for me, drop

Tongue pop for me, pop for me, pop
Tongue pop for me, pop for me, pop
Tongue pop for me, pop for me, pop
Tongue pop for me, pop for me, pop

Pose for me, pose for me, pose
Pose for me, pose for me, pose
Pose for me, pose for me, pose
Pose for me, pose for me, pose

Now blink for these, blink for these, hoes
Blink for these, blink for these, hoes
Blink for these, blink for these, hoes
Blink for these, blink for these, hoes

Twirl for me, twirl for me, twirl
Twirl for me, twirl for me, twirl
Twirl for me, twirl for me, twirl
Twirl for me, twirl for me, twirl

Say girl for me, girl for me, girl
Say girl for me, girl for me, girl
Say girl for me, girl for me, girl (Hahahahaha)
Say girl for me, girl for me, girl (Yes honey!)

Now snap for me, snap for me, snap
Snap for me, snap for me, snap
Snap for me, snap for me, snap (Ohhh snap, crackle, pop, bitch)
Snap for me, snap for me, snap

Now clap for me, clap for me, clap
Clap for me, clap for me, clap
Clap for me, clap for me, clap
Clap for me, clap for me, clap

Give trade for me, trade for me, trade
Trade for me, trade for me, trade
Trade for me, trade for me, trade
Trade for me, trade for me, trade

Throw shade for me, shade for me, shade (Oohhh)
Shade for me, shade for me, shade (Girl)
Throw shade for me, shade for me, shade (I heard)
Shade for me, shade for me, shade (She said)

Now, fan for me, fan for me, fan
Fan for me, fan for me, fan
Fan for me, fan for me, fan
Fan for me, fan for me, fan

Shablam for me, shablam for me, shablam
Shablam for me, shablam for me, shablam
Shablam for me, shablam for me, shablam
Shablam for me, shablam for me, shablam

That's all
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha


Indeed.

Have a great weekend, dear reader - and "snap for me, snap for me, snap!"

Wednesday, 5 September 2018

I'm all designed up, I've got my lipstick on... and I am ready to rock



From today's Guardian:
When Anna Wintour arrived in the editor’s chair at American Vogue in 1988, Ronald Reagan was US president. The White House has seen five further incumbents since then; Wintour, by contrast, has not budged an inch.When the curtain goes up on New York fashion week later this week she will be watchful and inscrutable behind the ever-present sunglasses, the waxed Cadillac curves of her power bob ensuring she can be seen from every seat in the house.

Wintour’s three-decade reign in the front row has seen fashion’s place in popular culture expand from a niche, mostly female interest – an updated version of embroidery, if you like – into a pop culture channel that the whole world is watching.
She's certainly an icon. If not actually "God".

To celebrate her thirty-year milestone, this:


...this:


...this:


...and, of course, this:


"Would you like a bit of Bolly, sweetie?"
"Just a smidge..."

Tuesday, 16 August 2011

Gay icons don't come much bigger


Madonna at the Vanity Fair party, Oscars 2011

Happy 53rd birthday today to Miss Madonna Louise Ciccone! Always a house favourite here at Dolores Delargo Towers, the lady remains a world-beating megastar - bigger than Mega-Babs, Celine Dion, Janet Jackson or Whitney Houston, and bigger than Cher, Britney and Beyoncé put together!

According to a rather good article by the lovely Alex Hopkins in Time Out:
Gay icons don't come much bigger than Madonna. "She is a timeless force of nature who has challenged sexism, ageism and homophobia. The older she gets, the more powerful she becomes".
Indeed! And almost thirty years on from her debut in the music industry, she is most definitely not finished yet...

As uber-blonde "actress" Abbie Cornish breaks the amazing news that megastar multi-millionaire Madonna may be more intelligent than she is, so we wait with bated breath for the launch of Our Glorious Leader's directorial feature film debut W.E. The movie, which intertwines the real-life love story of Edward VIII and Wallis Simpson with a more modern relationship, will premiere at the Venice and Toronto film festivals in September 2011.

A busy birthday girl indeed, Madonna is already in the midst of recording her 12th studio album after beginning work on it in June. Now that is something for which I cannot wait! Let us hope it is more Confessions On A Dancefloor than the too-"urban" Hard Candy...

Over at my other blog Dolores Delargo Towers - Museum of Camp, Madge in all her glamorously photographed finery is our latest exhibit - check it out.

Over here, it's time for a classic, methinks. Strike a pose, there's nothing to it!


Madonna official website