MY boobs are okay? My BOOBS are okay? My boobs ARE okay? My boobs are OKAY?
That is the question posed by Lene Alexandra Øien which, regardless of emphasis, can only be answered - ‘Yes, but I would have gone for smaller implants and spent the extra cash on voice lessons.’
Let’s not mess about, this song is truly horrible and the video, which goes from cartoon to aircore tease, isn’t much better. The mass of cleavage on display makes it worthwhile even if a crueler blogger than me might point out massive tits and a gym-hard body don’t entirely compensate for that face. A real Monet (fine from a distance, a bit of a mess close up).
This aircore thing’s eating itself. Soon a record company will just release a video of lesbian twins fist-fucking each other over the sound of a phone ringing, call it ‘The Ringtone Song’, and wait for it to be blogged to number 1.
Shit, I’m officially part of the problem.
It’s sad to think of a time when her boobs may not have been okay. What stunning progress the human race has made.
I don’t know- it’s almost satire on the whole aircore thing. The part where she’s discussing her cup size and IQ being the same seems too extreme to not be. That said, I’m sure the masses will see this as a reaffirming self-image song, and I have no doubt this will be in strip clubs across the nation before long.
Empty - I think you’re right. Bad music in strip clubs is so depressing. This is too lame to be bad-good, it’s just sucky. I’d like to see the invisible BJ thing though, that’d rock.