I see Madonna is pissing everybody off again.
Good.
Gen X checking in:
Were some of y’all born yesterday?
You’re clutching your pearls because Madonna is 68, wearing lingerie, fishnets and thigh-high boots like she suddenly lost her mind at bingo.
THIS IS MADONNA.
She rolled around on the VMA stage in a wedding dress in 1984.
She gave us Like a Prayer.
Vogue.
Erotica.
Truth or Dare.
Justify My Love.
Ray of Light.
Confessions.
She made Evita, Who’s That Girl, A League of Their Own and Desperately Seeking Susan.
She reinvented herself so many damn times that entire generations of pop stars are still borrowing from the blueprint.
And now the woman who spent 40+ years telling society to go fuck itself is supposed to hit 68 and start dressing like somebody’s meemaw because you got uncomfortable with her aging?
Fuck that.
Prince never needed permission to be Prince.
Bowie never needed permission to be Bowie.
Madonna doesn’t need permission to be Madonna.
And bookmark this post:
The day Madonna dies, half the people dragging her today will suddenly post “We lost an icon 💔” and spend a week explaining how she changed music, fashion, sexuality and pop culture.
I’m not waiting for her obituary to give her her flowers.
Wear the corset.
Wear the fishnets.
Piss people off.
You’re fucking Madonna.