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Perhaps the exact or irrelevant aspect is that the narratives are complete gibberish and usually do not provide any clue that the purpose of what you are viewing is to promote a fragrance in a container. The magnificent visuals and thrilling storylines of these advertisements do not even surpass some of the award-winning movies that these actors appear in. This is a genre of entertainment that greatly intrigues me. In the realm of luxury brands, the driver becomes part of the esteemed group of celebrities who feature in extravagant, beautifully crafted, and highly provocative perfume advertisements.
In Paris, during the 17th century, we witness Natalie Portman acting in a passionate romance where stars break out dancing. It is unfortunate that humans are being portrayed as garbage, with the wealth and attractiveness of temptation tempting us, as if the product being advertised matters.
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In the past, my phone’s ringtone consisted of Charlize Theron saying, “I love Dior.” I never knew how much I would pray to have her with me, along with lightning, when I was young. When Lady Gaga’s “Bad Romance” started playing on the piano at the top of the Beauty Valentino spot, it was like twinkles of the last year’s piano pointed to me. In fact, it was so beautiful that it looked as if it was the center of an ad for Lancome. I have studied Julia Roberts’ ad in depth, and it has occupied a significant portion of my thoughts. I’m not kidding.
I must admit, I am pathetically susceptible to celebrity endorsements. Recently, I watched an Instagram video of Lo J. Doing her morning skincare routine while trying to fall asleep. But, I woke up the next morning with a shopping cart full of Beauty items worth $300.
I pick up the leaves, record the drops. While swimming with a horse, I hear it from Driver Adam. Fragrance wearers, colleagues, and friends, “I got it. During a brainstorming session at Burberry, I would also like to send a bouquet of flowers to the executive agency. I am still bewildered by the lunacy of these fragrance ads, even when looking at them through the looking glass.”
I resent him alone for this week, as it is impossible that this attention-seeker, who is called DaBaby, has rendered someone hell. However, this person, who is a grown-ass individual, actually wants to take the time to learn about today’s popular music and has a long understanding on the subject.
A wordsmith. “Stepping with the left foot, stepping with the right foot, defying gravity / Popular music artists, Dua Lipa collaborating with DaBaby,” his moniker straightforwardly declares and summarizes the name of the track, encompassing this exceptional piece of composition in which he unveils the most uninteresting dance step in the world, on the revamped version of Dua Lipa’s “Levitating” he makes an appearance solely because the rapper had some knowledge of the fact that I.
I’ll attempt to condense this week’s dispute because this individual hardly warrants these passages of your mind’s attention.
Why would he say these things at a festival that has nothing to do with festival music? It is genuinely dangerous and factually incorrect to espouse views about AIDS and HIV, and he also brought back the most lame and antiquated homophobic joke from the 1990s with his performance at the Rolling Loud music festival in Miami.
He rightfully took on the task. The LGBT community has the right to be upset, but essentially, anyone in the LGBT community has the right to be upset if they have been “affected” by HIV or AIDS, as he stated in his defensive apology.
“You possess the liberty to express your true self, just as I do, and I sincerely apologize for my previous statement. This statement serves as a self-absolution, with the words ‘Hate With Hate’ written in rainbow-colored letters. At the end of the message, he posted a sign holding the word ‘AIDS,’ which sparked controversy. In a video released, he capitalized on the controversy, but I suspect that his remorse may not be genuine. Therefore, you should question his sincerity.”
The previous regarding the wolf’s false alarm, instead of the latter, is always taken into account by people who can imagine the situation. There is a distinction between accountability and culture cancellation. It is both disgraceful and immature, and that’s not what trolling is about.
At the end of June, when Pride month comes to a close, one of my favorite memes is about Deborah Cox’s brief but oh-so glorious resurgence on the dance floor of Bops. It is a joke that circulates on social media, specifically targeting the LGBTQ+ community.
It’s the equivalent of a joyous holiday season during Christmas music. But it seems to be a prideful superfandom, contained within the funny context. If you have just seen God on the pristine dance floor, with Cox’s escalated vocals on the remix of “Here Be Supposed Nobody’s,” and without hearing them scream “here…Get…You…Did…How…” At the top of their lungs in euphoria, you can’t walk into a party populated by gay men with your tank tops on any of those 30 days.
I was extremely thrilled to hear that Cox was performing at the Atlantic City Resort Casino in Ocean this past weekend, as he is famously known for being a person who always listens to “Tree” Underneath by Kelly Clarkson every year.
Someone who wants to dance, I am. I covered a song by Whitney Houston in heaven. I danced straight like a white boy and left my body in a soulful, champagne-drunk moment. “Absolutely not,” I said. “I’m not supposed to be here,” but nobody noticed. She came out on a Saturday night to perform a set at the packed HQ2 club (do you remember that?).
However, it is honestly nice that Ocean hosted a happy Pride night in the month that Deborah Cox, who said that too much didn’t matter, also mentioned. Even though it’s late in July, Deborah Cox said it’s a happy Pride hour.
In the event of my funeral, please do not forget to dance with my spirit on your shoulder while covering “I Wanna Dance with Somebody.” Let’s not say “Absolutely Not” to fracking and fossil fuels on Arbor Day. Are we supposed to wear slutty costumes for Halloween? Let’s normalize it, in any case. Let’s also let Deborah Cox’s music play throughout the year.
The words of Emma Roberts, which have now become legendary, were spoken when she went viral with a meme in her thirties. She expressed her gratitude to the LGBTQ+ community and anyone else who contributed to her success. For the past two and a half years, I have been passionately engaging in this newsletter, experiencing a range of emotions including obsession, tears, grief, celebration, humor, complaints, whining, enthusiasm, and passionate expression. And all of you have been faithfully reading my words.