September 25th, 2013 @ 8:35 pm
i have always had a love/hate relationship with gwen stefani. most of the time, it’s just like WTF IS WRONG WITH HER, vs. hate. i shouldn’t even say hate (okay okay, the hate is mostly trivial BS things vs. her… hate meaning, eyeroll inducing things such as: the girl can’t dance — i wish she’d stop moving awkwardly, why are is she ever dressing like a chola?, stop being vain and having low self esteem, why are you still with gavin?, why are you not with tony?, what is with those stupid little buns all over your head?), hate is a strong word.
what right do i even have to judge or form an opinion? she’s a celebrity, so i guess fans can’t really help it. i think it’s more just as a fan since the 90’s, collecting all of these albums/songs as stories, and having this person that you make up in your head. the person that i have molded for her is like… she’s awesome, fun, cute, confident, stylish, talented, colourful, and all of that inspires me fully via great vibes. then whilst listening to her songs, everything i adore about her just gets pushed aside because of her ridiculous seemingly self-destructive self-esteem issues?