The only loosely protected starting point of all narratives; it is an arrogance that stems from an indelible certainty of place. Still, she is post-post-post labeling, and her real specialty is being. Though less than fully aware of her authority, she is sheltered, and does not always know how to behave in mutual accordance with interests other than her own. It’s not her fault; really, who deviates far from circumstance? Temperamentally, she is pre-commoditization, with an Aspen elegance; from the nascent days of MTV, she is MTV’s greatest, most bankable export.. she is pre-internet, a more innocent time, if always kicking violently the future’s gates….she is aloof like a cat, highly unpredictable, living in her own world, always thinking grand and futuristically ..She loves the hardest rap music, and listens closely, and laughs uncontrollably at the lyrics. But she has a strong bohemian streak, and If Kanye West were around in her day she would love him even more, especially his line “I’m living in the future so the present is my past, my presence is a present, kiss my ass.” She is so free.. She loves her reasoning abilities, and feels very strongly that the greatest answer in the history of answers is “I feel like it.” Her desire for her way is no different in visceral strength than the protagonist in this video; but she never is occasioned to demonstrate corollary emotions, and interpreted unbecoming emotions rarely manifest themselves.
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An ambivalent feminist, she doesn’t have enough reason to bother with pseudo-intellectual tug-of-wars. She is unaware of how prideful she really is, and she is very. Very, very, very, very. But it’s an irrelevant concern….Similarly, her admirers cannot fully comprehend their fascination; their constant rubbernecking. This can’t be love. But what is this feeling? What the fuck? Will she reciprocate?..with anything? She’s tried to normalize the whole thing, being different, but it doesn’t work. It combines the boundaries of psychological feeling and cognition with what they are able to recognize…..smoke and mirrors is the game; image is everything; when the ball is rolling, there’s no interfering with it; the illusion has become reality. And the more they want it, the realer it becomes….And yet she sometimes looks up to people who cannot match her pedestal for inspiration. It’s weird, but it’s the way it is….It’s ok though, because she knows that Fitzgerald said that first rate intelligence is the ability to hold two contradictory thoughts at the same time……if boredom is a sin, nobody told her. It’s nature, no one knows the scope. It could be over tomorrow…….……easily the most electrifying force of Americana, the most influential and pervasive rainfall the American media machine laser beams daily to the remotest unmapped patches on Earth..and possibly beyond. Who knows.
The Blonde Beer Goddess is a 115 mile/hour fastball down Broadway, daring you to hit it 500 feet………… ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….think Alexandra Richards strolling the UCLA campus on her way to English class………….
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