You can Love her, or hate her. But you can't be indifferent to the hurricane Love. And, if you really wanna know my opinion, what to say? I truly love love love her!
Here are some pics outlining a really naive career, to make her more nice to those people who can't stand her. Enjoy!
She started as a go-go dancer in the worst L.A. clubs, as you can see down here
I was surprised hearing in an interview that our young but smart Courtney pretended to be pregnant just to gain the public grants for abortion and have her nose improved. Besides, she killed time trying to become famous in a way or another, taking drugs (not well, Courtney! Not well!) and fucking the most wonderful rockers in town, since she was also a respectable groupie (and this last part is my secret dream too).
At this point she found her real vocation and was ready to begin her career as a musician and a lead singer, forming her band Hole, which I have loved since the very first moment and which I still consider one of my favourite groups ever
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| nice lace dress, Courtney! |
In the meanwhile, she became one of the most popular riot grrrrlz along with the L7 Jennifer Finch and the Babes in Toyland singer Kat Bjelland, who had her same wonderful scruffy shabby grungy sweet Lolita-like style (read this passage from Nabokov's 'Lolita' and you will understand: "What drives me insane is the twofold nature of this nymphet -of every nymphet, perhaps; this mixture in my Lolita of tender dreamy childishness and a kind of eerie vulgarity [...] and then again, all this gets mixed up with the exquisite stainless tenderness seeping through the musk and the mud, through the dirt and the death, oh God, oh God").
One day, our shameless heroine with the taste for cool musicians met a guy called Kurt Cobain; "I'm gonna fuck him!" she thought, and it went so, because Courtney always gets what she wants. Accidentally, they fell in love, and it was the result: they got married and had a baby
But at this point the fairy tale gets a little bitter, since her prince commits suicide leaving her alone under the press pressure. Luckily, the Queen of Grunge has always been a real riot grrrl and didn't care about having passed from being known first as Kurt Cobain's wife and then as his widow. She held on and, after having used & abused EVERY kind of drug, once again tried in EVERY way to be noticed by the media, doing EVERYthing to be founded in the most embarassing situations such as these ones
Nowadays, our Love is still alive! (this is the real miracle!) But, apart from this incredible news, apart from the arrests and the courts, apart from the rehabs, apart from the occasional concerts and albums, she is mostly a living (!) Icon walking on the golden Hollywood sidewalks, attending sparkling parties, premieres and catwalks, fucking as usual the coolest guys (let's talk about Jamie Burke, for example), being dressed by the most wonderful designers for the most wonderful magazines and being pictured by the most wonderful photographers, such as Hedi Slimane
Annie Leibovitz
Mark Seliger
and David LaChapelle
Given these assumptions, I should hate her, and I must admit that I'm a little envious, but then I listen to a random Hole song and I fall in Love for the millionth time.
