If you knew me, you knew this was coming.
I'm overjoyed that Lady Gaga picked up eight awards at the Video Music Awards (seven for Bad Romance, one for Telephone). I was in absolute AWE when she announced the name of her album would be BORN THIS WAY, and I became practically paralyzed when she added the chorus of the title track,
I'm beautiful in my way / Cause God makes no mistakesBut, to be honest, I've found myself repulsed at her meat dress.
I'm on the right track, baby, / I was born this way
I remained ignorant to the Vogue Japan cover she had where she donned the meat bikini; yeah, I look at it once or twice, I shake my head and wince, but I move on. Of course, though, she revisited the idea, and wore it in front of millions; with all the news, now, perhaps twicefold. Ellen DeGeneres has said she was disgusted (being a vegan) that Gaga didn't change out of her meat dress to be on her (Ellen's) VMA special, saying she found it "gross."
Here's the thing. I'm Gaga's biggest fan. I know that her shtick is being outlandish, shocking and provocative. Yes, I like the message she was putting out behind the meat, that if we don't speak out for our beliefs we're "nothing but the meat on our bones," and I like that she added "I'm not a piece of meat." I get that. I'm just partially disgusted when I look at her latest outdoing. Honestly, the idea is just gross. She wore and SAT IN a dress made out of slabs of MEAT.
At this point, Gaga, we're all listening; the world is listening to you. Your zaniness caught out attention. We realized you're obscenely talented. You don't need to keep shoving shock value in our faces; we're listening. I know that I, personally, want her full blown, straight-up talent.