Lady Gaga Diplomatically Broached Politics, Shimmered in Versace

Her Super Bowl performance was an energizing dose of vintage Mother Monster

We were all made little monsters again last night. 

I knew it when I heard my very straight, frat bro neighbor, ostensibly with 10 or so more of his kind, drunk chanting “Gaga, Gaga, Gaga” not five minutes after her aerial extravaganza. 

That’s not to say I didn’t verbalize my delight. Okay, full disclosure: I have a tendency, when witnessing full-on fabulousity like Gaga served, to slip into this dated, offensively stereotypical gay man cliché. “YASSS KWEEN! SLAY GAGA SLAY! WERK BITCH!” There’s snapping involved.

I don’t think I was alone. I think the whole country was, in its own way, YASing. She owned us those 13 minutes—we all stopped our caloric intake and fell in love with Gaga again. It was mesmerizing. 

And expectations were high. We all knew there would be a political tone because, it’s Lady Gaga and Donald Trump is President. She alluded to it earlier in the week at a press conference. 

“The only statements during the halftime show are the ones that I’ve been consistently making throughout my career. I believe in a passion for inclusion,” she said. “I believe in the spirit of equality, and that the spirit of this country is one of love and compassion and kindness. My performance will uphold those philosophies.”

She started by belting out lines from Woody Guthrie’s “This Land Is Your Land,” then locking eyes with the camera and saying “one nation, under God, with liberty and justice for all,” before, with total badass blasé, jumping from the roof of the stadium. 

She shimmered in custom Versace, likely one of the last creations by Donatella herself if the Tisci rumors are true. Like much of her performance—a medley of her early hits including “Poker Face” and “Just Dance”—it was vintage Gaga, all shoulders and no pants. 

The gold jacket was also very 2010 Gaga—peak Gaga. Strong-shouldered, spiky, and unflattering. But the fashions—as well as the music—reminded us of the woman we first fell in love with. She ended her performance in a blaze of egalitarian glory, catching a football while cannonballing into the crowd, which seemed to be filled with hired extras, but still, the gesture was felt. 

Shortly after, she announced her Joanne World Tour, which will kick off August 1. Tickets go on sale February 10. YASSSSSSSS.

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