Because of how overplayed her songs are (and the fact that I hate the songs and everything about them), I developed an intense violent hatred of English singer/songwriter Adele. I developed it without even knowing what she looked like or anything, just purely on the basis of hating her music and even then the only reason I hated it was because of how much it was played--the songs themselves aren't really rage-inducingly bad, but are made that way from sheer pervasiveness.
And because I'm not very smart, I tend not to know better than to pursue shit I hate so I started reading articles about her when I saw them pop up. I wish I hadn't because the more I find out about her personally--the more I see interviews and read news stories--the harder it is for me to hate her because she just seems like a fucking awesome person to hang out with.
For one thing, she's a plump and curvy woman in an industry completely dominated by unattainable, unrealistic standards of female beauty. (And male beauty as well, but you can't really square the popularity of American Idol's 2003 winner Ruben Studdard with the music industry's attitude towards female artists. The man weighs as much as a piece of industrial earth-moving equipment. That would never fly if he didn't have a penis.) I actually think she's really very pretty and I love--love!!--that she's so comfortable in her own skin. She's plump and she's owning it like nobody's business. And I think that's swell.
Also, she once went to a club with Jennifer Anniston and accidentally called her 'Rachel' after her character on the show 'Friends'.
And she flipped off the presenters who interrupted her acceptance speech at the Brit Awards.
And she applied for a helicopter license this week. A fucking HELICOPTER LICENSE. You know who else flies choppers? Harrison Ford. Indiana motherfucking Jones.
I officially cannot hate this woman.
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