Gwen Stefani was my idol in high school. She preached the riot grrl lifestyle and I listened with the wide eyes of an adoring adolescent: DIY/reconstructed clothing, retro make-up, pizza and beer.
Fast forward to 2004. Not only does her solo album stink, Gwen is displaying her new size 3 body in designer couture. .
I salute her glory days and repress any traces of Love Angel Music Baby from my subconscious
Since then, other celebrity bad girls have caught my attention. Brody Dalle, frontwoman of The Distillers and more contemporarily Spinnerette, has eschewed her mohawk and leather in favor of mommy-friendly attire. That's fine- maybe I'll be a mom someday and won't give a shit to apply lipstick. Lady Gaga is fun but she's essentially a joke and Madonna is simply to old and desperate to be relevant anymore.
Tonight I set eyes upon LA Ink for the first time in several years and am made aware of the abomination that had become Kat Von D.
A nose job. How very LA. Shame on me for thinking that you stood for something beyond prototypical beauty ideals.
It was hard enough to stomach your Sephora concealer ads....
Implicit caption: "Look at me. Don't I clean up nice?" Tattoo industry insiders are quick to shit on chicks with 'tramp stamps' and guys with tribal tattoos, but what can you say about the artist who advocates covering it up?
Celebrity idol worship is empty and meaningless and any idiot can tell you that, but this critical feminist gives a fuck about women in the public eye who at least appear to resist the temptation to sell out, suck up and conform.
You wound me, Kat. I'm ashamed to have bought your makeup in the belief that you promoted alternative beauty ideals for women. Enjoy your new nose and think not of the legions of women you have sorely disappointed.
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