Idle Idolatry pt. 3
I've never seen my girls step on a stage without utter confidence & showmanship.
American Idol this season is not like that. Most of the performers ambled out, had to be put exactly on their mark and counted in. Like they couldn't get a grasp on it from the dress rehearsal an hour earlier? That Brooke chick singing a line and a half of a song and starting over?! Quelle horror! Carly's song was like half a key too high and sounded screechy live and that Jason Castro made methadone patients look peppy. Drink a RedBull already.
The Syeasha chick was good but miss lady and I need to have a sit-down.
I've tried on that same $975 Herve Leger bandage dress Syeasha wore last week while I was on Melrose. I put heels on so I could see how it really looked once the booty was tooshed up. That was just for the DRESSING ROOM.
So honey. Can you tell me what kinda country talent show you thought you were on that you didn't need to put on shoes to sing? This is not amateur hour.
Put on a kitten heel at least for fuck's sake!