Yeah, have you seen Madonna lately? She should maybe put some more clothes on. Not that her body isn't impressive, but it looks a little....stringy.
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Natter 60: Gone In 60 Seconds
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
See, Madonna being 50 doesn't surprise me at all. Prince, maybe a little. MJ, though? I guess his Eternal Youth Plan worked pretty well on me.
...crap. Old now.
Nonsense. We're not old-- just well-seasoned. I've been seeing a lot of the people I went to high school and college with on Facebook and they've gotten older (or Botoxed themselves to hell and back).
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Because prancing boys makes everything better
Madonna's reached the point where an older woman looks better with a few pounds more -- the skin has lost elasticity, plus cumulative sun damage if she was a tanner (and I'm betting yep she was.)
I was thinking that she could take me AND a small cheetah in a squash court, but I think I'd rather see her up against against Sarah Palin.
Yeah, have you seen Madonna lately? She should maybe put some more clothes on. Not that her body isn't impressive, but it looks a little....stringy.
I thought she was in great shape in the Give It To Me video; conversely, Four Minutes made me sad for her. Partly for the hideous top they had her wearing, but mostly because watching her dance moves, especially compared to that Timberlake chap, just reminded me of how much more she used to pull off.
What made me feel old last night was realizing that it was the 25th anniversary of the VMAs. And that I was watching the day MTV premiered (to the sounds of "Video Killed the Radio Star" and "Hungry Like the Wolf" about seventeen zillion times).
And that I was watching the day MTV premiered (to the sounds of "Video Killed the Radio Star" and "Hungry Like the Wolf" about seventeen zillion times).
My mother was cheap-- wouldn't spring for even basic cable for years. So I missed this seminal moment of our adolescence. I was reduced to watching syndicated half-hour shows of daily video countdowns-- and Dance Fever.
These days the only place I can find music videos is on Logo. And I find that dance-club numbers do wear on me eventually.
We didn't have cable, either! A bunch of us crammed into my friend Ann's tiny "family room" (i.e. second downstairs bedroom in a teeny Cape Cod) and watched ALL. DAY.
Shit, I remember when VH1 premiered and everyone laughed at the "old people's" channel.
We didn't have cable, either -- but in the Boston area, we had a local video channel. V-66! Good times.