I know, I know. Where on earth have I been for the past two years, living under a rock? Because I can't believe it took me so stupidly long to get around to watching a Katy Perry video. The first few times I heard her songs on the radio, I kind of disliked her voice, her themes, her music in general and was just not interested in finding more about her.
It was seeing glimpses of her
video for "Hot n Cold" on
DJ Earworm's
2009 United State of Pop that got me intrigued by, of all things,
her STYLE. My friends, I've decided Katy Perry has loads of it (style, that is), and I find her totally adorable.
I've rarely seen anyone pull off such a throwback vintage-y look with a straight face and, as they say, "totally rock it." In the "
Hot n Cold" video, I loved everything from the artful white veil pinned in place by an heirloom rhinestone brooch, to the fantastic
convertible wedding gown/romper with the giant bow, to her fabulous strappy belt, to her selection of odd-colored eyeshadows. I started watching her other videos, and it was interesting to see the
evolution (and elaboration) of her style. Whereas she has just one or two outfits in her first hit single, "
I Kissed a Girl," by the time she hits "
Waking Up in Vegas" she is rocking something like seven outfits in a single 4-minute song, each one more fabulous and fanciful than the other. I've taken the liberty of painstakingly screen-capping the heck out of these outfits so you can see what I'm talking about.
Checking out her red carpet looks is pretty entertaining too. I love how the girl goes from dishwater-blonde contemporary Christian teenager to outrageous brunette super-vamp within the span of a few short years. It's enough to give anyone hope for reinvention. When I saw her in action, the first thing I thought was, "She's like an EVEN MORE fearless, irresistable and effervescent version of Zooey Deschanel!"
For public events, she seems to favor a) fruits and other food items, b) animal prints, c) ruffles galore, d) heart-shaped sunglasses, and d) a crapton of cleavage. I love that she so fearlessly right to the edge of what is acceptable or not, from the outrageous carousel and ice cream cone dresses to the dramatic
Viktor & Rolf peachy ball-gown concoction with the giant holes cut into it.
