I love Lady Gaga nearly as much as I love a good dose of irony. I savored a bit of irony at my own expense this evening when I sat down to write this story. I knew immediately what I wanted to say about why I love Lady Gaga but I wavered a moment too long over how to say it. For a brief period, I let myself be sucked into the belly of the internet, where word selection is dictated by which search terms and keywords a web crawler will recognize, and where style succumbs the pedantic presentation of lists – 6 reasons for this – 12 solutions for that and so on, and so on, ad nauseum.
In the space between thought and action I lost my momentum, so if this story seems a bit cluttered or clumsy, it’s because I was choking on a huge helping of irony as I wrote it.
The irony lies in the fact that I was attempting to explain that I love Lady Gaga for her authenticity while writing from a place of complete inauthenticity. What exactly does it mean to be authentic? To me it means knowing who you are and what you stand for, courageously telling others who you are and what you stand for, and living in a way that others cannot help but believe who you say you are and what you say you stand for.
There are many great examples of Lady Gaga being authentic in the video snippets I’ve attached below. I won’t elaborate on why I chose them. I’d like you to watch them, absorb their simplicity and see how they blend together to create a complex and beautiful picture of a complex and beautiful human being.
In writing this story, I’ve come to the firm decision that I will be more like Lady Gaga – unapologetically authentic. I will write how I want to write on topics that matter to me in a way that tells people a bit about me. Does that mean I won’t try to expand my readership? Of course not. Because at my core I am an ambitious woman who deserves to succeed and to succeed on her own terms – another lesson I learned from Lady Gaga, who, by the way, I happen to love.
in my messy head 