Gaga for Gaga

I think it is pretty safe to say that I am gaga for Gaga.  Say what you may about her fashion and sound bite choices, but she is the most interesting thing to hit music since Madonna was writhing on stage to Like A Virgin what, 30 years ago.  And now you can watch all the other music industry starlets scrambling to stay relevant (a few very tragically so).  I was definitely an 'early adopter' of all things Gaga.  In the summer of 2008 we were listening to Just Dance on Fire Island like all other songs had mysteriously been deleted from our ipods.  (Want to hear what the next big thing in pop music will be?  Hang out with gay men.)  And, she even performed on the roof of my friend's hi-rise apartment building for about 15 curious souls.  I distinctly remember seeing the flier by the elevator bank and thinking, "Lady Gaga....what a dumb name."  Fast forward to a year ago when I saw her perform at Terminal 5 in NYC for a whopping $20 per ticket.....and just look at her now.  Bubble dresses, hair telephones, and duets with queen bee Beyonce.

So why am I waxing poetic about this little Italian girl from Manhattan?  This week's New York Magazine has an amazing article on the making of Gaga that I would encourage anyone to read: fan or foe.  It just shows how your life can completely change in the course of a year.  So for all you broke bitches and frugal fashionistas out there....chin up!  You never know where you could be in twelve months. 

Click here for the full article

Or here for a slideshow of gaga from tot to Telephone