Fug or Fab the Cover: Lady Gaga

I was just talking to someone about Elle the other day, and I explained that the reason I like Elle is that it is not afraid of words. They put copy all over the place. There is a wealth of little bits and pieces to read, and because I like to actually read my magazines as much as I like to look at their pretty, shiny pictures, I appreciate that. It’s nice to pick up a magazine that doesn’t seem to think you are merely an illiterate magpie. And speaking of things that are refreshing: how nice is it to see Lady Gaga without her hands clenched into Fashion Claws while wearing a speculum on her head and a bodice made of prime rib, or whatever? I’ve been yapping for MONTHS to people that I don’t think she needs all that I’m Wearing A Bra of Flames And Flour For Mascara folderol, because girlfriend is actually talented, and such bells and whistles are best deployed by someone who needs to distract the audience from her desperate need for AutoTune. And I know that a person currently surfing the Internet just screamed that Gaga needs a mask of old Time magazines made into origami swans or something because she’s secretly heeeeedious, but I think this cover actually proves that she’s totally attractive. And looks JUST LIKE MADONNA (especially if you squint just the slightest bit, or have been drinking a little.)