Ok, “worthless” might be a little strong, but so is this deep sense of betrayal I have. Because listen, I used to love Glee. I’d have little viewing parties throughout the first season, I got all the albums, I loved that cheesy musical nonsense. But you guys, Lea Michele ruined everything with her awful attitude and her racy, attention whore photo shoots and her annoying acting. She ruined it, and I’m not going to forgive her anytime soon.
Anyway, all these feelings came right back up when I saw this little interview Lea did:
On Broadway’s upcoming revival of Funny Girl and how she hasn’t been approached to do it: “No — where are the calls? Where are these calls? I mean if you don’t know my obsession with Funny Girl … of course, Fanny Brice is me. I feel very connected to that story.”
On being beautiful: “Working on Glee, playing Rachel Berry has made me feel more beautiful than I have ever felt in my whole life. I go on that red carpet because I now know that true beauty comes from inside. So as long as I’m happy, I put these clothes on. If they like them, they like them. If they don’t, what you going to do?”
On looking like a high schooler: “[I’m] looking younger. Don’t you guys think? I’m just looking younger as the days go by. For me, I’m fortunate that I feel like I look young. As long as the viewers are believing it, then I’ll take it.”
Lea might as well be saying “Yeah, I really enjoy slapping kittens on their little faces and then using their tails and their little baby paws to stir up the meth I cook in my bathtub,” because that’s what it feels like to me. Maybe it’s her phrasing, maybe it’s because it’s early and I spent yesterday talking to useless robots at Dell and mourning Natalie Portman, but I am all kinds of over it. What about you guys?