Well, well, well. I'm still struggling with my wanting to hate Katy Perry. I ran across the term fauxmosexuality this morning and immediately thought of her. Then I thought - how sad! She will forever be linked to a false since of sexuality that her song proclaims is only OK "if her boyfriend don't mind it" (seriously, if you're going to be a faux-mo just stick it to your boyfriend). This adorable picture of her does, however, beg the question - does the air also taste like cherry chap stick?
PS - I should be ashamed of this, I'm sure, but I love the hounds tooth cloak thingy. With the bob, and the booties, and the tights, it's all so 1920's hot.
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