Dear Lindsay,
Lindsay my dear… my dear, dear… dear. As if your total freefall into an episode of Intervention next season wasn’t painful enough to watch, now some guy from 2nd rate boyband, The Wanted, called you a “groupie” to the British press and joked that you were living in their suitcase? If ramming your car into anything that moves or doesn’t move, getting arrested a billion times, allegedly stealing jewelry and having Charlie Sheen pay part of your back taxes wasn’t a clear enough signal that you need a major life revaluation, then being called a GROUPIE should most definitely make you reconsider life.
Did Penny Lane teach us nothing?
“We are not Groupies. Groupies sleep with rockstars because they want to be near someone famous. We are here because of the music, we inspire the music. We are Band Aids.” – Penny Lane
It’s one thing to hit up a local radio “Jingle Ball” (why?!) for kicks, it’s quite another thing entirely to jump on the tour bus of a poor woman’s One Direction and follow them around for a week. You should be a fan of the music and the process and the experience first and if you happen to sleep with the lead singer or the drummer or the guitar tech along the way than that’s just an added bonus for the memoir. But to follow after some troll like this guy Max George (he has two first names, you know he’s up to no good) only to have him toss you out like last night’s used condom, you might as well be sold to Humble Pie for fifty bucks and a case of beer. Ugh.
You were Cady Heron in MEAN GIRLS for God’s sake! A movie I probably quote on a daily basis and think should be required viewing for any girl over 10 and now some jag from a shitty boyband is trashing you to the press?! WHAT IS YOUR LIFE NOW LINDSAY?
Do not take the term “groupie” lying down! Get up and change your life girl!
Look at your life! Look at your choices!
XOXO,
Nikki
PS The Wanted??? REALLY???
Being called what word/term would make you reconsider your life? Is anyone a fan of the Wanted? In real life?
