[ It's Nikki. Y'know, Nikki Narcotic . . . Yeah, Well: NIKKI KNOWS. You know?! ]
“I’m sick and fucking tired of all these haters!”
Oh, GL▲SS †33†H :
How you fill my shattered, charcoal-stained heart with glee.
There was a moment — a brief blip on history’s collective monitor, one might say — in which the tiara-adorned Scene Queen had a significant role in the inexplicable phenomenon referred to as “CeWebrity” [ Yes, I know it's heinous. Do I need to spell every— ]
[ CUT TO ] : a formulaic Wiki How, YouTube Tutorials and Tribute Videos, an on-line ‘zine and social networking community, hubs like Be-Scene.org and Scene Central, a virtual locale for “ladies in waiting” [ no, but really ] and aspiring Scene Kings to — hell, I don’t know…compare quiz scores while waiting to see if their applications for anointment were accepted, I suppose?
As for the new breed? Word of advice. For fuck’s sake, don’t call yourself a “Scene Queen.” [ or king . . . or TS, et cetera ] As in : EVER. I mean, no one should have to spell it out, but It’s. . .down-right. . . humiliating.
Whatever the case, as with Cosmo, The Rules or any other ‘How-To’ Guide : If you really want to
And BE A
My advice? Don’t follow someone else’s checklist.
Bust your own fkn’ move.
Fully admit : there’s some wicked adorable kids among the lot, fantastic explosions of color and creative expression.
image credit : Kesler Tran
However, insofar as Nikki? Deal is : This
amalgamation fictitious character encapsulates the monstrous end of the spectrum, in which rigid Ranking Systems and bratty, entitled behavior is the norm.
C H E C K ± I T :
[ Mmm-hrmm. Yeah, whatever Nikki. Bet your skank-ass extensions you'd troll efagz to see if your asinine antics merit discussion, even. ]
But enough about Nikki — she’s so 2007, I’m surprised she isn’t donning a miniature top hat smothered in Hello Kitty appliques while “modeling” a cupcake, middle finger of her other hand extended in that universal gesture of bad breeding.
What I’m really here to talk about? The Correctness Maximus who immortalized Miss Thing. Namely, GL▲SS †33†H
I’ll go ahead and break it down. Whether or not you realize, what you need in your life is a physical copy of their EP available through Black Bvs Records. Unless, of course, you’re like Andie Walsh and have more pressing issues…In which case, who can blame? Not-so-very-minor, the dilemma. You know, that of
And so it goes, how it goes
Incidentally, Y E S : Another Cyanide-Coated Piece of Perfection, It Is!
Also, out now
through Phantasma Disques :
[ Full disclosure: Even went so far as to pre-order a copy, like the fan girl I'm not. . .usually ]
Additional resources for this band that’s been dominating my Nano as of late :
Well, now. Since I had to back-track and update for a few of you meddling little shits [ "Jay Kay, BB ♥ ILY 4/SRS" ], figured I might as well update you on those Skip-The-Triangles-And-Funny-Symbols, Motherfvckers ; It’s Caps-Lock or GTFO, OK GLASS TEETH