So here are the final twelve contestants on American Idol (I keep wanting to call them “designers” - still detoxing from Project Runway). I’ve watched A.I. a few times this season, and here are some observations:
What is going on with the kid with the hippie freak dreadlock drama on his head? This kid is ADORABLE, but his hair is so, so, SO unfortunate.
Piece-of-chicken David Archuleta MADE MY JADED ASS CRY - and I think he has a good chance of winning. But his Mormon parents are going to be the ones crying when he figures out that he likes boys. I mean, for goodness sakes he sang THE GAY NATIONAL ANTHEM - “And I am Telling You I’m Not Going” to Kelly Clarkson when he was 11. Gayest.Scenario.Ever.
That chick with the two-tone hair is the Hottest Tranny Mess I’ve seen in a while.
I’m still rooting for my stripper papi - David Hernandez. As those of you who are familiar with me or my blog know - it doesn’t get much better than hot Latino stripper. Ok, maybe a Latino Stripper at Arby’s…
Photos from A Socialite’s Life.
