Sunday, on the Kardashian’s reality show, Keeping Up With The Kardashians, we all got to witness Kanye West making Kim Kardashian chuck her entire wardrobe in the garbage.
Oh, how fun!
The deal was that if she would toss out everything in her closet, he would foot the bill for a whole new wardrobe, complete with tailoring to fit her, um, different body shape. She agreed, like a good submissive woman *insert heavy eye-rolling*, while Kanye, declaring she was “going to make best dressed lists now,” groped Kim. I call it groping, he called it showing the areas that needed to be tighter.
I don’t know about everyone else, but if someone offered to foot the bill for a brand-spanking-new designer wardrobe, I’d be okay with it.
Kim was freaking out, because she loves her clothes, but said that Kanye has made her want to explore more places/possibilities in the world, and that’s exciting. No, what’s exciting is NEVER EVER EVER having to see your crappy clothes again, Kim.
Kanye doesn’t do anything half-ass, and now his “Perfect Bitch” has a perfect wardrobe to match their perfect relationship and OHMYGODHOLDUP!
Oh yes he did, boo!
WHO WRITES A SONG ABOUT SOMEONE AND CALLS IT “PERFECT BITCH”?! That’s not romantic or awesome at all. Why not just title it like you mean it:
“Hey, bitch! I wrote a hot track just for you. I call it “You Make Me More Famous For Being A Jack Ass When You’re On My Arm”. Yeah, I thought you’d like that. It’s a real panty dropper, ain’t it? Word.”
That would definitely be something anyone would want their long-time friend/new lover to do. Who doesn’t want a song written about them or a closet full of Gucci? Kimye, you’re the perfect everything, and it’s all thanks to Kanye being the ultimate gentleman.
My thoughts exactly, Kanye…
Wait, what?
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