OK, this has been amusing and exasperating me for a while, so naturally I have to blog (though it's really none of my business anyway). :D
Couple of days ago, I was reading The Star and this little headline caught my attention: "Siti Nurhaliza gets Grammy Invite". And then I was like, "?! Since when was she so famous?" And it turns out... she actually won the tickets, and StarWorld even had to write to the Grammy people to ask them to let Siti walk down the red carpet, and now some designer dude is going to make a "spectacular" kebaya for her to wear, using Chanel cloth Siti bought from London. And some bigshot of Star TV, Nini Yusof, says that if Siti’s dress stood out, “she might attract the international paparazzi. We are giving her the platform as she is a big icon in this part of the world.”
Now, I don't hate Siti or anything, she's likable and talented enough. But this thing really makes me wanna laugh, seriously. Its like they expect the paparazzi to gasp, snap 3 zillion photos, and totally fall over themselves when they see Siti walking down the red carpet. And from that moment on, Siti and Malaysia will be superly famous. However, I think something totally different is gonna happen:
*Siti and Datuk K come out of itty bitty limo, walk gracefully down red carpet while smiling.*
Paparazzi A: *snapsnapsnap* Oi kawan, who's that behind Britney Spears?
Paparazzi B: *snapsnapsnap* Dunno, but who cares?! Here comes Madonna man!! Woi Madonna, LOOK OVER HERE!! *snapsnapsnap*
*Siti and Datuk K kena seriously PWNed to one side.*
Yeah, that's more like it. Seriously, paparazzi just don't take photos of people they don't know just because they got a nice dress, especially when you're gonna get the biggest stars in music that night (unless the dress is made out of condoms or something). And the article says Siti got Chanel cloth from London, very holiao meh?? Sheesh. And we don't even know how this supposedly fantastic kebaya is gonna look like yet anyway. Last time when Siti got married, her top-secret wedding dress was supposedly spectacular too, but I thought it violated at least 50 fashion rules and was a complete disaster. Nice dress = instant fame, huh? Dream on lah, people.