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Notorious photographer Terry Richardson gets 10 months’ unlimited access to the world’s biggest superstar in Lady Gaga’s first official book of more than 350 unseen portraits. Gaga appears totally at ease with Richardson, who has an unparalleled knack for capturing the human in the frame, taking a globally recognised fictional phenomenon and proving how she’s (almost) just like you and I. See Gaga in S&M garb eating pasta backstage, see Gaga inside the egg sending a text message, see Gaga in her meat dress having help putting her shoes on, see Gaga bathing in champagne before gargling Listerine in heels and thong, see Gaga asleep on a hotel floor next to a plate of couscous… In the studio, on the treadmill, any time of day or night, Richardson finds intimacy at the heart of pop culture mayhem in this tender, funny insight into an over-documented but rarely understood world.
(This book seems to confirm suspicions that Gaga doesn’t own any pairs of jeans. Maybe she’s saving those shots for the second instalment).

Things I learned:
1. Gaga uses the same MAC “M.A.C. Red” lipstick as me.
2. Gaga uses the same Colgate toothpaste as me.
3. Gaga wears hair metal T-shirts to sleep in like me. (I opt for Iron Maiden over Poison but that’s beside the point).
4. Gaga uses the same perfume as me.
5. Gaga spits out Stella Artois like me.
6. Gaga is always on her phone like me.
Can you see a pattern emerging? Gaga and I… basically bezzies.