I can't believe my luck. Just when I thought I wouldn't be able to see Lady GaGa's concert last night, my boss asked me at the 11th hour to accompany her daughters and their friends to the concert. I readily agreed, of course, and imagine my delight when I found out I'd be seated in the 8th row. Unbelievable.
What can I say? She was outrageous, hilarious and a truckload of fun. She said in one of her spiels that when she was asked if she had a d**k, she said yes and in fact it was bigger than "yours." I'd say she definitely has a pair of 'em balls attached to it as well. This girl defines chutzpah.
I got to "meet" her after the concert, which means she walked into position for a group photo and we were hustled out. (Above is a stolen shot I got as she was entering the room. This lady wears "tanggas" as if they were pajamas, to be sure.) I think she might be sincerely nice; the kids I was with got to hug her and be hugged in return.
All in all, the most fun night I've had all year. Thank you, Mells, for the ticket.
2 comments:
hey morx! she's so outrageous, no? she's a great performer and her name suits her (to state the obvious). i saw her here as well when she did the cover act for pussycat dolls in may. it was so worth it. - loren
i think i meant "front act" not "cover act"... - loren
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