An Open Letter to the Grammys

 

Dear All,

This is Phillipa of Phillipa Fashionista, and you need to knock the eff off all of your dowdy, humorless, god-awful, cheap, ridiculous clothing, and get back to what you’re supposed to be about: manufactured, forgettable music.

That said, I have some high and low-point notes becausethis bitch gives praise and haze where it’s due:

  • Madonna, no.
  • Kanye, wear a sock. In your mouth.
  • Beck, your Scientology is showing.
  • Ryan Seacrest, Nicole Kidman’s stoney face was right to snub you.
  • Katy Perry. That voice. That dress. That hair. Yes.
  • Sia. I want that wig. Plus, you’re doing it right. Everything.
  • Sam Smith. You did good, bae.
  • Iggy Azelea, it’s nice your hair is ready for Easter.
  • Rihanna, the seven year-old you mugged would like her Halloween costume back.
  • Lady Gaga, you did well. And Tony Bennett is still alive. A successful evening all round.

Yours Sincerely,

Phillipa.

Toodles. x/x/x

 

PS: Madonna, again, no. (Though slightly jealous of that hat.)
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