You didn’t think I’d forget, did you?
Last night, Janet Jackson performed at the American Idol finale.
Admittedly, it didn’t start out amazing. To start off, she had to stroll out to the insufferable glee-fest of contestants butchering “Again.” It was rough for me.
Then she busted out “Nothing,” which is just an absolutely tuneless, goes-nowhere ballad that I simply cannot force myself to get into. She sounded great (if that was actually live), but all I could think about was how fierce Miss Jackson was looking without any hair.
Then came the immortal words “Gimme a beat!” and all became right in the world.
Oh my God, that sashay down the stairs in the sheer-up-to-here body suit. I can’t even express it…She looked too good. Then there were some gyrations, and then the whole going down the line of dancers moment, and then came the “Miss Jackson, if you’re nasty” bit, and then she started yelling about the nasty food and then I got faint and don’t remember much of the rest to be quite honest with you.
Idol, legendary, iconic, amazing, etc.
I LOVE YOU, JANET.
