Allison Iraheta - Give In To Me.

FILLER POST. BECAUSE THIS BLOG IS DED. And I probably won't update much anymore , because again, social life = DED.

MOVING ON.

This is the hottest shit in the entire universe. This man is made of fucking glitter and fierce. UNF.

There's a butterfly and a snake near his crotch.
Your argument is invalid.

Adam has the best quotes ever. Seriously. And OMG HE'S GAY? SRSLY?????? SHOCKZOR.

Not really. That man screams glittery, glamorous gay. YOU MUST HAVE BEEN BLIND TO HAVE NOT SEEN THIS COMING 5 MILLION MILES AWAY. *THROWS GLITTER AROUND*

He talks about everything in this interview.

E V E R Y T H I N G.

To the point where I'm like, "TOO MUCH INFORMATION, BB." BUT OH WELL.

The drugs thing is not cool though. Tsk tsk. BAD ADAM. STAY AWAY FROM SHROOMS AND X.

AND I TOTALLY KNEW HE HAD A CRUSH ON KRIS. TOTALLY. HELLO. LOOK AT THE KRADAM LOVE GOING AROUND.

I have a full transcription! Whoever reads it gets a cookie! But somehow I'm expecting people to tell me this (who the fuck still reads this shit?):

So I'll just post awesome quotes.

"I had a psychedelic experience where I looked up at the clouds and went, 'Oh!'" he says. "I realized that we all have our own power, and that whatever I wanted to do, I had to make happen."

"Is it smog that makes everything look that way?" Lambert muses, gazing into the distance. "Or is it glitter?"

"I'm proud of my sexuality," he says. "I embrace it. It's just another part of me."

"I was like, 'I'm going to glue rhinestones on my eyelids, bitch! That's right, American Idol in platform boots. You ain't voting anymore.'

"I loved it this season when girls went crazy for me," he says. "As far as I'm concerned, it's all hot. Just because I'm not sticking it in there doesn't mean that I don't find it beautiful." [YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL, BB.]

"'I have to sing something everybody knows, but I'm going to make it work for me, and I am not going to give a fuck about what the theme is that week -- and, most of all, I'm going to just ignore the pageantry of the whole thing."

"It's so pageant," he says. "That's why it's hard for people like Allison [Iraheta], who won't stand there and smile, say what they want her to say. I was on my best behavior, but it wasn't fake. That's really was my best self."

When Lambert hit the top 13, he sublet his studio apartment in a 1920s Hollywood building and moved into the show's Bel-Air mansion with a new roommate: eventual winner Kris Allen. "I was like, 'Oh, shit, they put me with the cute guy,'" he says. "Distracting! He's the one guy I found attractive in the whole group on the show: nice, nonchalant, pretty and totally my type -- except that he has a wife. I mean, he's open-minded and liberal, but he's definitely 100 percent straight."

"Danny is by the book, and the book is the Word," he says diplomatically. "And I respect that. Just don't try to push it on me and we're good."

"One of the vocal coaches once said to me, 'Stop giving everybody such good advice. No one else is doing it for them,'" says Lambert. "But it was good karma, you know?"

"I've only dressed in drag three or four times -- and of course I took pictures, because I looked amazing -- but I don't tuck and wear breasts, that's not me," he says. "Sucking my boy's face? Yes, that I will own."

"During plays, Adam would hang out in the girls' dressing room while we were changing, and every once in a while a mom would walk by and ask him, 'What are you doing in there?'" says Danielle Stori, a singer-songwriter. "And we'd be like, 'C'mon, it's only Adam!"

"One kid did a dramatic speech about his parents turning their backs on him because he was gay, and the kid almost got killed because of it," says Lambert. "I could tell my mom was getting upset. On the way home, she asked, 'Do you have a girlfriend?' I said, 'No.' She said, 'Do you have a boyfriend?' I said, 'No.' She was like, 'Well, do you want one?' I said, 'Yes, that would be nice.'" He laughs. "Suddenly, it was like a wall dropped and we started gabbing like crazy."

"Having so much extra is a difficult journey," says one of his best friends, Scarlett (she goes by one name). "Sometimes if you're too fabulous, people react in a weird way, and I think that was part of Adam's path."

"I'm finally checked in to my self-worth for the first time in my life, and the fact that it has coincided with Idol is so sweet," he says. "I mean, I still have moments where I think, 'Oh, my skin is terrible, and I'm a little fat, and I should really go to the gym more.' But for the most part, when I look in the mirror now, I finally see somebody who can do something cool." Then he laughs a little. "Don't they say that you dream more when there are things you aren't attaining, that you are repressing? Well, I haven't been having any dreams lately. Now I'm in a waking dream."

"I don't believe in hell. Maybe you're rewarded for being a good person, but I don't think you're punished."

"I'm not asking to get married in your church, but you don't have any right to tell me I can't do it."

"Why can't some men have strong feminine sides? Does that make them less of a man? I don't know why our society has such an emphasis on masculinity and femininity -- it's really gross. I don't think you're truly sexy until you don't care about that."

"Middle America may think that what I am is gay, but here in Hollywood, gay guys are all about looking and acting hetero," he says. "Clay Aiken's gay, and I'm gay, and we couldn't be more different. The only thing that's the same about everyone in the gay community is that we're gay. Do we have anything in common besides the fact that we like dick? Why can't we talk about a human community?"

"I kind of like things dangling over my head anyway."

"Lately, you know, there's part of me that's almost bi-curious the other way around. I've made out a few times with girls at nightclubs when I had way too many drinks. I don't know if it would ever happen, but I'm kind of interested."

"I said I'd wear a yarmulke if he wanted, as long as it had rhinestones."

"Everyone's so hung up on 'Are you pop?' or 'Are you rock?'" he says. "It's like, 'Um, does this song make you want to dance, or have sex, or remind you of something?' It's not that deep. Being a rockstar is just playing. It's Halloween, make-believe." He laughs. "I can't believe I get to play dress-up for a living now!"

"I ain't going to lie, I put Kahlua in my coffee this morning."

Before he leaves, he stops at a nail salon, where a dozen Korean attendants whip their heads around in unison at his appearance. After selection a gunmetal-black nail polish, he sinks into a massage chair, one attendant buffing his feet and another at his hands. He murmurs a little, then directs his attention to a flatscreen TV, set to a replay of the 2008 American Music Awards, with performances by the Pussycat Dolls ("my guilty pleasure"), the Jonas Brothers ("I like those laser lights more than them") and Justin Timberlake ("Yum").

"Should I flip them off?" asks Lambert, a smile playing on his lips. "Is that too racy?"

He goes back and forth on this decision -- "Don't you think I want to make a storm?" he says. "Isn’t it fun to be cheeky?" -- before settling on showing off his pedicure for the cameras when the polish dries, but he gets impatient. He bounds out in bare feet, wiggling his foot like the hokeypokey, then slips into a waiting car.

It would've been fun to flip them off, though. "I would have done it with a big smile on my face, to show them I'm not actually mad," he says. "I'm only playing."

STILL LONG.

HE IS SRSLY THE FIERCEST HBIC ON THE PLANET.
MAN GETS FUCKING PEDICURES. PEDICURES. EVEN I DON'T GET PEDICURES. IN FACT. I DON'T DO SHIT.


I TALK IN ALL CAPS NOW. FML. DON'T JUDGE.

KRUMP TIME.

MACROS AND GIFS ARE SO FUCKING AMAZING. WHY DID I NOT DISCOVER THIS EARLIER?

ALSO. ROCKER SIGNED!
WIN. MEANING 3 FALL ALBUMS. ADAM + KRIS + ALLISON = KRADISON = EPIC WIN.

WANT A WHOLE LOTTA LOVEEEEEEE. CELEBRATE GOOD TIMES, COME ON!

THAT'S RIGHT, BENCHES. SHAKE IT LIKE A POLAROID PICTURE.

LET'S THROW SOME KRIS IN WHILE WE'RE AT IT.

Kris is such a white boy. PRETTY FLY FOR A WHITE GUY.