Whether you want to lick Gaga’s face or pretend she doesn’t exist, admit it: you’d probably be equally impatient if your face were the one covering the all-important Vogue September issue. I don’t think I’d mind being on the cover of Vogue, though I’d prefer Anna Wintour texting privileges. But mostly, I just wish someone would send me bagels. (Bagel, bagel. Bagel, bagel.)
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