I don't really know too much about Valentino. I'm sure he is/was super talented and influential and many people adore him. I just don't understand what could possibly be going through his mind when he looks in the mirror. 1) Perfect hair. Check. (Kind of.) 2) Perfect teeth. Check. 3) Perfect Boy Toy. Check. (I agree.) 4) That Killa Illa Scrilla. Check. ("Phat money.") 5) Perfect suit. Check. 6) And now look at that skin. Orange? Yessir. Check.
Delusional? Check. This newer race of people who are more directly related to Chia Pets than humans will always baffle me. Will there one day be KKK members burning crosses in front of Orange People's homes? Will there be awesome stereotypes about them? Like, "Hey look at that Orange motherfucker, I bet he's ignorant as hell because his only interests are Pop music and 'having a good time.' " Actually what am I thinking, that's already the stereotype.
When I saw Valentino the other day he glanced over at me. My plan, when seeing famous people, is to do something I normally wouldn't do. I was originally going to yell, "Keep keepin' shit gangster Mr. Valentino!" followed by a thumbs up. Instead, I just gave him the thumbs up. His baffled expression was indeed inspirational. He looked at me as if I just caught the 150th Pokey Man. That might not be a good analogy. How about this? Picture an indigenous tribe watching a video of that Justin Bieber thing singing songs. Better yet, imagine me seeing that Justin Bieber thing for the first time. Could you imagine the amount of confusion?
So my brief encounter with Valentino proves that he is indeed influential. We should all aspire to be so rich that we forget (or probably never learned) what a "thumbs up" is. Thumbs up Valentino, you are truly an inspiration.
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