Kim Kardashian West (!) — the exclamation point is part of her new surname — looks suuuuper embarrassed in that slutty black get-up*, pushing an empty stroller (I’m assuming Baby North had better things to do), but Mrs. West does as she’s told by Miss Kanye, right? Or. Bloody. ELSE.
Sometimes I catch myself feeling sorry for Kim. My heart must need checking again.
* This outfit wouldn’t be quite as slutty if worn between 11:00 pm and 1:00 am.
Kim Kardashian and Kanye West, best known as “KimYe”, are officially married! Finally, an end to our sleepless nights! The over-the-top wedding took place only a few days ago in Florence, Italy, a fact that likely sets Diva Julia‘s blood aflame as she is very passionate about the place, but what can you do? Seems like the entire entertainment world is frothing at the mouth for details from guest list to menu, but we rather focus on the great George R. R. Martin. Being the snarky ass we know and love via Twitter, he puts in perspective how ridiculous our collective panting over the KimYe wedding is.
By the by, apparently Kanye gave a twenty minute rant about the perils of fame during the reception. Excuse me while I guffaw over the irony. The man just exchanged vows with the supposed love of his life yet felt the most important words to leave his mouth, post ceremony, needed to be those of bitching and whining. *sigh* While we get your point, Kanye, some alone time with your list of priorities is probably in order. And that’s that, folks. Good luck to KimYe and here’s to hoping they’ve both found what they’re looking for. Because, you know, it’s really expensive to be wrong that many times.
*Side note: No, GRRM doesn’t actually wish the couple, or any of their guests, a gore-filled wedding. It’s a joke. Anyone’s tits that are about to lose their calm can now settle down.
Hmm. So this is going to be a brief “first impressions” type of thing because my mind is honestly…boggled. In case you missed it, Kanye West‘s new video for ‘Bound2′ dropped yesterday and, whaddaya know, it stars his baby mama come fiance, Kim Kardashian. But that’s neither here nor there. Mazel Tov to them both, to be honest! My issue is “wtf did I just watch?”
The song itself is, to me, below what Kanye is usually capable of. I get the point he’s trying to make with the lyrics (being over playing the field) just fine. The different melodies in this particular song happen to clash rather badly though, instead of complimenting/doing justice to each other. I had to wince more than once and, yeah, no me gusta. I couldn’t groove or get into any sort of mood at all while listening to ‘Bound2′; all I wanted was to turn it off!
The video? Listen, let’s just call it out for what it is, which is utterly ridiculous. And I don’t mean in the that-was-so-ridiculous-that-I-need-to-watch-it-on-loop way. No, the video is actually awful. Not the whole simulated nookie on a motorcycle because, hey, who doesn’t enjoy that? My issue is that, for a man as creative as Kanye, ‘Bound2′ is one of the least inspired things I’ve ever seen. It’s just him and a very naked Kim rubbing all over each other, awkwardly, as he stoically pretends to ride off into the proverbial sunset. “Awkward” being the operative word. Maybe they fail at successfully recreating their passionate moments for the camera? Whatever. All I know is that, instead of titillating me, this music video made me cringe on both a literal and figurative level.