Well shit. It’s really easy to hate on someone when their public performances are awful, their interviews are stunningly inane with a hint of an overinflated sense of importance. Add to that a millionaire daddy backer and a hipster following; you’ve got yourself a hateable sonova bitch.
But what the hell do we do now that pillow-lipped studio-only songstress Lana Del Rey’s video for Blue Jeans is actually really subtle/hot/sexy/visually lovely?
You get the collective interwebs, who love to hate, shitting their pants trying to find a reason to tear it apart. Well, I’ve got nothing. I’m into it. Get me a stiff drink and a lubed up pool boy, stat! This video is finger-stickin’ good, y’all.
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