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Always On My Mind by LEGENDS Pet Shop Boys

And I guess I never told you I’m so happy that you’re mine.

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Redemption Song by LEGEND Bob Marley

None but ourselves can free our minds.

Modern Love by LEGEND David Bowie

But I try…

Happy 75th to the one and only Miss Ross!

Most people would agree that, as a member of The Supremes, Diana Ross helped soul and blues acts to find success in the mainstream music business. Motown was a phenomenon that changed so many lives, and Diana was at the very heart of the experience.

Diana Ross became a legend, but, her background, like that of so many Motown stars, was humble. And despite her great success she remains pretty down-to-earth.

In 1995 she came out with the album Take Me Higher, the first CD I bought EVER. 

I had the album on repeat over and over again, because it was perfect R&B/Dance. The fact that it didn’t get much recognition or a fucking GraMEH still hurt me because Diana was great! 

I remember all the lovers coming through my door,
but you make me feel like I never loved a man before.

Diana Ross is a music icon who influenced so many of today’s artists, but there’s not quite like her.

Happy belated birthday Miss Ross!

SBS reports:

Pop superstar Kylie Minogue, drag queens, glitter and flames dazzled the crowds at Sydney’s 41st Mardi Gras parade.

Almost 200 floats featuring 12,000 people made their way down Oxford Street on Saturday night, celebrating a multitude of cultures, religious beliefs, organisations and causes, and embracing the theme of “Fearless”.

Machines spat out flames and showered confetti over the parade. Wearing a shimmering gold dress, pop singer Minogue made a surprise appearance during the event alongside Courtney Act and a group of drag queens dressed as the singer.

Kylie is such a beauty and she’s pretty slammin’ at 50! 

Gays, straights, pornstars, Adele, Gaga, Madonna and even Marilyn Manson loves Kylie. 

She’s the epitome of femininity, class, charisma and grace.

Bad Romance by Gaga

I’m a free bitch, baby.

My job keeps me away from the world way too much and I just found out that Karl Lagerfeld, one of the most prolific and influential fashion designers in history, died tuesday morning in Paris. He was 85.

There are some things we just know are going to stay on this earth forever, like pollution, stds, Betty White, and up until this morning, Karl Lagerfeld. 

I grew up loving fashion, and the 90’s and early 2000’s were amazing. Mugler, Gaultier, Miyake, McQueen and of course Legerfeld were part of those memories.

Late in life when he got skinny he also became a cunt, spitting venom left and right, but his hate was kinda fun. Karl didn’t only make a major mark on fashion, he made a major mark on messiness too.

Kunty Karl has long been known for the nuggets of foolery that effortlessly fell out of his mouth.

Here’s some other pure Kunty Karl quotes:

On short men: “The worst is ugly short men. Women can be short, but for men it is impossible. It is something that they will not forgive in life – to be born short. I have never been friends with a short man in my life. Don’t trust them; they are mean, and they want to kill you.”

On tattoos: “I think tattoos are horrible. It’s like living in a Pucci dress full-time. If you’re young and tight, maybe it’s OK, but…”

On ugly people:  “I hate ugly people. Very depressing.”

On Russian men: “If I was a woman in Russia I would be a lesbian, as the men are very ugly. There are a few handsome ones, like Naomi Campbell’s boyfriend, but there you see the most beautiful women and the most horrible men.”

On sweatpants: “Sweatpants are a sign of defeat. You lost control of your life so you bought some sweatpants.”

Oh Karl, that quote on sweatpants is SOOOO TRUE!

On the other hand, I hope you don’t reincarnate as a pair of sweatpants sold at Wal-Mart, to be bought and worn by a tattooed short fatty who will never wash them but… Karma is a bitch. 

Jokes aside, Karl Lagerfeld was a superstar!

Even PornHub paid homage to him:

Rest In Fabulousness Karl!

And condolences to Choupette, his cat (and only soul he ever loved).