let's look at ciara

coz she might be a ladyman!

...

(come off it, internet)



ghetto mousy glam-hoodie realness for the album cover, softened with that expensive lipstick and eyeshadow combo, a lil bit unambitious. the hi-class hoodie died a death already with those terry toweling juicy couture versions from 02 but we are feeling the lameness of the paintshop smudged background!



suspiciously nicely distressed tshirt sleeves bely hoodrat status. end of drawstring bow craning downwards like lil jon's claw finger. clawfinger were cool. ciara still shatters glass ceiling with gridiron shoulderpads! (shoulderpads not pictured.)

instantly reminded of:



the day britney invented crunknb.



that's not a dude! anywho, another thing about ciara, the dancehall/dirty pop physicalness - rnb as the most worthwhile athletic pursuit ever. even slowed down to a 70bpm steroid abuse metabolism grind on "oh" the shit is tiring to dance to! she will probably unleash an amazing routine for it as well. perhaps the reason ashanti never did a "1 2 step" type song.



i dunno wtf the idea was here though, she looks terrible!



and this is too twee, you can't even see the tartan wellies!

i've gone off this whole thing now. but here's a bizarre japanese bonus pic.



waaaaaaah, that's a different person!