Katy Perry is just an average at best looking girl who managed to make it. She was a try hard hipster with really bad skin with good timing and more importantly big tits that people with connections didn’t mind fucking. The fact that she made it to this level of fame is almost criminal. It is a fucking giant shit on pop culture because she’s not talented, her songs are irritating, she can’t dance, her style is offensive, and above fucking all she’s ugly….and I don’t just mean kinda ugly…I mean real fucking ugly, the kind of bitch you would only notice at the coffee shop cuz of her extreme stench of cat piss, cuz cats are the only people she likes… You get what I am saying here, and if you don’t just look at the bikini pics, and you’ll probably get it, unless you’re one of those guys who just can’t see past a fucking bikini…..and all it takes a bitch to redeem herself is some half nakedness, like me… But at least I know that this is nothing special, fitness levels are dumpy for what I’d want in a popstar, the worst kind of con artist….. TO SEE THE REST OF THE PICS FOLLOW THIS LINK
I love this time of year, not just because it’s the middle of summer, but because it’s a time when all kinds of hot ass celebrities seem to be on vacation. Here’s hipster hottie Katy Perry showing off her massive breasts in a sexy black bikini. Finally! I’ve been waiting a long time to see those things in a little swimsuit and these shots certainly don’t disappoint. I think she needs to crank up some music, have a few more drinks and start shaking those sweet things up for me. Pretty please.
She just turned 43 years old, but Jennifer Lopez shows no signs of slowing down. The singer and now former American Idol judge is touring all summer long with Enrique Iglesias and she’s also dancing it up like only she can in her latest music video. This one is set to the track “Goin In.” It features Flo Rida, and also many lights and splashes of color inside a club, all while J. Lo shows off her ridiculously toned body and impressive set of moves. Impressive stuff all around. Watch now: Jennifer Lopez – Goin’ In (Official Music Video)
With Bristol Palin under fire for the recent word choice of son Tripp on the latest episode of her Lifetime reality show, Fox News contributor Sarah Palin has come to her daughter’s defense. “Haters are going to hate,” Palin told Salon at an NBC cocktail party on Tuesday, adding of Bristol Palin: Life’s a Tripp : “I think it’s clever, it’s absolutely real and I’m proud of the girls.” Despite the presence of cameras, her increased level of fame and the six-figure salary Bristol is banking from the series, Sarah Palin insists the program does not encourage young women to give birth. “Her show today I think is very positive, it’s very realistic in terms of showing what single motherhood really is,” Palin said. “It’s not like the Teen Mom
There’s never a good time to engage in an affair, but Kristen Stewart’s romantic interlude with Rupert Sanders has really come at an unfortunate time for the actress. She’ll soon embark on a promotional tour for Breaking Dawn Part 2 ; boyfriend Robert Pattinson recently gave an interview in which he wondered why people cheat ; and Jimmy Kimmel Live just ran a segment in which famous people read mean Tweets directed at them by the general public. And, yes, Stewart is among those featured. It’s hilarious stuff all around – we especially enjoy the selected message shared by Katy Perry – but we somehow doubt Stewart would agree to do it again. Fan reaction to the star these days likely isn’t anything to laugh at…
The feature starring Andrew Garfield as Spider-Man pounced the box office, earning $35 million in its first day of release in the U.S. including $7.5 million in midnight screenings. The figure is the biggest Tuesday ever, outpacing Transformers , which took in $27.8 million on a Tuesday back in July of 2007. That film went on to gross over $155 million in its first six days. IMAX netted $4 million of Tuesday’s $35 million record gross, now easily the biggest Tuesday debut of all time.. Of the $7.5 million taken in at midnight screenings, IMAX grossed an impressive $1.2 million from 300 screens for a $4,000 screen average. The 3-D The Amazing Spider-Man opened at 4,318 theaters in the U.S. Overseas, it has grossed $50.2 million for a worldwide total of about $85.2 million, according to the latest figures. [Source: Hollywood.com and Box Office Mojo ]
“Katy tells us that it’s okay to stand out,” one of pneumatic pop star Katy Perry’s disciples intones at the beginning of Katy Perry: Part of Me 3D , a shiny, brightly colored piece of fan candy that follows the performer as she embarks on her 2011 world tour. Also the Word of Katy: “How could you ever be too cartoon-y?” The latter, exclaimed as Perry’s being fitted into one of her Jetsons concession girl costumes, is a baldly rhetorical question. Somewhere in between those two lines of pop scripture lies the explanation for the only female artist to eke five number-one hits from a single album, her 2010 record Teenage Dream . Do we still talk in terms of albums? The record-keepers do, anyway, still bound by the standards of the past. And Perry, the daughter of born-again evangelists (her father’s aging rock god outfit makes more sense upon learning that he used to cook up LSD; no trace of her mother’s romantic history with Jimi Hendrix remains), likes to play with a retro look. But she is an unmistakably modern creation, as the brand-conscious Part of Me confirms, beginning with the webcam testimonials from fans about the realness and relatability of their heroine that segue to an 18-year-old Katy earnestly confiding into her own laptop. Except the teenage Katy, as though guided by shivering foreknowledge of this exact moment, expresses her desire to be a leader, and her doubts about taking on “all those responsibilities.” Madonna was 25 when Dick Clark got her to blurt out her plan “to rule the world.” Perry has cited pop music’s great survivor as an influence, but I couldn’t watch Part of Me without thinking of how thinly it compares to Madonna: Truth or Dare , a backstage concert film that documents the singer at the peak of world domination. Madonna the road-mother, Madonna the hardass, Madonna the cut-up, Madonna the boyfriend emasculator, Madonna the “even when I feel like shit they love me” fan mocker, Madonna the incandescent performer who terrifies her followers as often as she transfixes them. I became a Madonna fan as a little girl; I could still dance the entire Blonde Ambition tour if I had to, like, save the world. Not that I’ve envisioned such a scenario. But then as now I would have chewed through my own wrist to avoid an encounter with the star, and the idea of relating to Madonna in some sisterly or otherwise pals-y way feels universe-invertingly wrong. Part of Me works hard to establish that Katy Perry is just like you and me. At the same time, her coterie (including an assistant as well as costume and make-up teams) assure us that Perry deserves her fame. She’s a good person from Santa Barbara who charmed even the Cobra Snake (a louche nightlife photographer) when she lit out for Los Angeles with a few bikinis, zero bibles, and a dream. Small doubts are seeded through the introductory interviews – can she handle a tour this big? – and even her manager expresses surprise at her success. There’s a glaze to the talking head segments familiar from any number of MTV or VH-1 artist infomercials. The concert footage (from shows staged around the world) is meant to showcase the 3-D presentation; there are dancers bouncing around and some fleet camerawork, but the laser light effects make the best use of it. Reality TV figureheads and first-time directors Dan Cutforth and Jane Lipsitz produced last year’s wildly successful Justin Bieber: Never Say Never . The same formula of gifting a fan-made star back to the people is followed, but Cutforth and Lipsitz never ascend to a moment of kitsch ecstasy on par with Bieber’s slow-mo signature lid shimmy. Perry is no dancer and not much of a mover; she’s a more mannequin-ish presence, but an energizer mannequin, expressive and ever connecting. Her cabaret rendition of “I Kissed a Girl” has unprocessed flair, and a witty quick-change number sparks an absolute shitfit in the stands. Her solid and unsurprising voice sounds solid and unsurprising, but with any production as slick as this one – where personality is prized over performance – it’s hard to know what you’re getting. Unlike Bieber, Perry had several close encounters with the big time. We learn of her various blighted record deals and studio makeovers (Perry tried everything from gospel to country to angry-girl rock) and get a small sense of her musicianship. Then, in a preposterous sequence, the story of her professional bottom (involving a botched partnership with pop gurus The Matrix) is crosscut with a bondage number in which Katy wails about being held hostage. After that, we are told, Perry decided to just be herself, and the rest is chart and bullet-bra-busting history. And who is that? What can you say about someone whose real self resembles a marzipan anime character? Well, she’s a goofball and a charmer, to start. She’s sweet with fans and an everygirl champ with her crew. She’s in every way devoted to the job of being Katy Perry, and the state of her marriage to comedian Russell Brand soon replaces the “can she hack it?” storyline. Or maybe it’s another stem of the same storyline. “A baby can’t have a baby,” she pronounces after Brand texts her possible names for their kids. “And I’m still a baby.” Background drama builds to a meltdown in Brazil, the show goes dramatically on, and the split is reframed as a feminist conundrum: The baby wants to work. Despite this careful (and successful) depiction of a warm and decent person, Perry the pop star remains stubbornly two-dimensional. She’s a sexless sex symbol, too girlish to be a girl, and her crack about being a cartoon feels critical to her anodyne appeal. Perry might sing about seeing your peacock and cover the front rows in whipped cream shot out of a two-foot canister, but it couldn’t be more congenial or less erotic. Only an extreme fetishist could actually get off on her shtick; for the rest of us, especially her adoring tween army of fans, she’s a human Pez dispenser barking out candy-covered platitudes. Even her much-feted boobs seem friendly. Beckoning from behind them is the strangely modern conception of pop stardom, one that derives its powerful hold on (largely young, female) fans from the promise that if you can’t live the cupcake dream, Katy Perry will gladly live it for you. Follow Michelle Orange on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .
Nothing screams Americana like a busty chick riding a bicycle in a bikini top. Am I right? Here’s Katy Perry going for a sexy ride along the beach the other day, giving us a pretty decent look at that hipster cleavage. Sure she’s pretty much covered up all the good parts, unless you’re into arms, but it’s still working for me. She’s looking very happy and very wholesome…. Just like the half chub in my pants. Ha!
Apparently after the big premiere of her ‘I’m Full Of Myself’ movie, Katy Perry and a bunch of her friends hit the town in a party bus. I’ve been on one of those, they’re always filled with strippers for some reason. Anyhow, here she is showing off her massive hipster cleavage in a fancy dress. It looks like she’s got some tissue paper stuffed in there, what the hell? Is it possible that all these years I’ve been fooled into thinking that Katy Perry had massive breasts? My world is crumbling right in front of me. I’m going to pretend that she got emotional watching herself on the big screen and needed a safe place to hide her Kleenex. Much better.
Katy Perry is doing high fashion and it is hilarious…. This busty pop tart trash is not exploiting her busty….she’s just doing some futuristic robot shit…and looks like an idiot….trying too hard…which is kinda her thing… The only good thing about it is that her face looks better than ever….if only photoshop made masks people could wear to cover up their ugly…. The major fail in this shoot is that it isn’t topless….titties for fashion motherfuckers…..but that’s probably because Katy Perry isn’t a real model, she’s just pretending to be one, and that is unfortunate, cuz I’d like to see her topless…..but she knows she can’t show off he only thing she has going for her…the only thing authentic and mysterious that will keep people looking…..she probably also knows she has no business being in magazines….and if she doesn’t, maybe these pics will be a reminder… TO SEE SOME PICS OF HER BIG CLEAVAGE AT AN EVENT FOLLOW THIS LINK
