Confession: I love Lady Gaga. When I lived with Matt Savoie he said I was his Gaga and it felt good.
(In fact, I owe him a dance montage next time I see him… :p)
Now, I don’t scamper around in leotards (I think I paid those dues in skating) but I do appreciate her underlying messages. Be bold. Be yourself. Dream in techno color-bubble-stuffed animal-meat(?)-empowered audacious fashion.
And, I DO love her overt beats. I can’t help myself :).
But, when I read THIS I had no words. There is an ice cream shop making breast milk ice cream (!?!) and somehow there is a questionable Gaga homage… I’m not quite sure if this is baby talk or a big deal. And, the WHY is beyond me.
Of course, people are certainly crying about it!
I’ll stick to Cayuga Lakes Creamery. Delicious!