When Lady Gaga finally enters the ACE Awards Gala held Tuesday at NYC’s Cipriani 42nd Street where she is being honored with the Stylemaker Award, she is running at least an hour behind schedule as dinner is well underway.
Donning a black lace-up headpiece that makes her face look like a lollipop, the singer doesn’t say a word to a line of print and television reporters awaiting her 9:03 p.m. arrival. (Thinking about it, she is wrapped so tightly that any mouth movement would lead to saliva buildup.) She strikes artsy slo-mo poses that include clawing, and struts inside poker-faced to all questions.
This is weird, I recall thinking, but when dealing with Lady Gaga, who knows.
“She’s not talking to anyone,” a handler says. “They tried to tackle her outside.”
I grab coconut and strawberry-infused Godiva candies, and step outside where a scene of mayhem is taking place. An African-American photographer lays on the sidewalk, his face ashen, with medical help surrounding him. A photographer I recognize tells me, “A.J. is not breathing.”
I later find my suspicions confirmed. According to Fame Pictures, “Gaga’s arrival made a photographer at the event pass out while standing on a ladder, causing him to fall to his death.”
What a horrifying way to go. May the dear photographer rest in peace.
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Donning a black lace-up headpiece that makes her face look like a lollipop, the singer doesn’t say a word to a line of print and television reporters awaiting her 9:03 p.m. arrival. (Thinking about it, she is wrapped so tightly that any mouth movement would lead to saliva buildup.) She strikes artsy slo-mo poses that include clawing, and struts inside poker-faced to all questions.
This is weird, I recall thinking, but when dealing with Lady Gaga, who knows.
“She’s not talking to anyone,” a handler says. “They tried to tackle her outside.”
I grab coconut and strawberry-infused Godiva candies, and step outside where a scene of mayhem is taking place. An African-American photographer lays on the sidewalk, his face ashen, with medical help surrounding him. A photographer I recognize tells me, “A.J. is not breathing.”
I later find my suspicions confirmed. According to Fame Pictures, “Gaga’s arrival made a photographer at the event pass out while standing on a ladder, causing him to fall to his death.”
What a horrifying way to go. May the dear photographer rest in peace.
Jacked from OK Magazine
1 comment:
Au Vant GarBAGE!! Hell, I bet even the GARBAGE don't wanna claim Lady Blah Blah's sense of fashion. Not even on MARS could dis SH!TTY MESS of a get-up b considered style, let along FASHION. She thinks she's a walking piece of art? Well, nail her a$$ 2 da wall or sum'n but PLEASE stop her from parading around da planet earth & makin ALIENS look bad. Sumbody on her team needs 2 shake the sh!t out of her, throw a pair of jeans & a white tee on dis chick & tell her...it's OK!!
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