You guys, I think Solange has finally gone off the deep end.
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This is like a gentle homage to Michael Stipe, with a dash of those crazy glasses Meshach Taylor wore in Mannequin when he played Hollywood -- you know, the window-display designer who seemed to think it was totally fine if Andrew McCarthy made out with inanimate women in the bathroom, just as long as he kept figuring out a way to make the mannequins move. If Solange shows up at Saks tomorrow in a giant classic convertible with a pink cover on it and pitches a "Losing My Religion"-themed display, all while trying to call Kim Cattrall's agent, we will know for sure she is broken. Or possibly a disturbed genius.
[Photo: WENN]
This is like a gentle homage to Michael Stipe, with a dash of those crazy glasses Meshach Taylor wore in Mannequin when he played Hollywood -- you know, the window-display designer who seemed to think it was totally fine if Andrew McCarthy made out with inanimate women in the bathroom, just as long as he kept figuring out a way to make the mannequins move. If Solange shows up at Saks tomorrow in a giant classic convertible with a pink cover on it and pitches a "Losing My Religion"-themed display, all while trying to call Kim Cattrall's agent, we will know for sure she is broken. Or possibly a disturbed genius.
