Indeed, if Nicki Minaj showed up on the Grammy red carpeting in a red hooded clothes accompanied by a man dressed as the pope, it was appetizing to analyze it to Lady Gaga’s egg-incubating-arrival from endure year’s Grammys.
Like that episode, it aloft so abounding questions: Why did Minaj feel accountable to accompany a man dressed as the baton of the Catholic Church to music’s arch event? Was Minaj absolutely beneath all that heavy, drapey, Versace-designed material, or would her “Give Me All Your Luvin’ ” co-hort M.I.A. (or maybe a wolf bearded as Minaj’s grandmother) possibly pop out from beneath there as a surprise? What was the acceptation of the amount whose face appeared on the brim of Minaj’s dress? And did Minaj borrow those gloves from Madonna?
We are still acquisitive to apprentice the answers. As we bare them, we will amend this post. The analysis continues...
Update, 11:08 p.m.: Nicki Minaj is assuming “Roman Holiday” on the Grammy stage, a amount that includes the above pope amateur and an credible exorcism. So I am now both beneath confused, as able-bodied as more.
In any case, it’s a abatement that this amount is now resolved.
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