Celebs need love, too…

Do you watch Ke$ha’s show on MTV, “My Crazy, Beautiful Life?”

I watched most of it last season and I try to catch it when I can this season (it’s on MTV, Wednesdays at 9:30 p.m.C).


A few weeks ago, the episode followed Ke$ha as she helped her best friend’s boyfriend search for the perfect engagement ring. But while she was assisting in the pretty proposal plans, her very own relationship was on the rocks.

She explained, in the show, to the people around her that this guy she’d been seeing was constantly a flake, ditching her last minute for work or other random plans.

What? Seriously?

I know documentaries, magazines, and shows like E! True Hollywood Story are often peppered with stories of celebrities and their failed love attempts, but for some reason I’ve always idolized celebrities and figured their love lives must be perfect.

I have no rationale for this thinking. After all, celebrities are people, too, with feelings, and baggage, and insecurities.

Yet, I sat there, watching Ke$ha put up with this dude’s bullshit, and I said to the TV (or to my cat, Blanche, if she was nearby), “Doesn’t she know she’s a bad ass chick who could have, like, ANY guy?!”

Blanche was silent on the matter.

As the episode furthered, Ke$ha gave up on her guy, and actually hired a model to accompany her to the I Heart Radio festival in Las Vegas. Now we’re talking!

I’ve always wondered what it would be like to date a celebrity, or what it would be like to be a celebrity and date. Would it be more difficult than our dating lives (if any famous people are reading this, feel free to let me in on the scoop).

I’m not sure if anything else happened with Ke$ha and her flake of a boyfriend (I was traveling over the holiday and am still catching up on my TV shows), but it made me feel a little better knowing that Ke$ha, an icon who travels ‘round the world and meets plenty of guys (at least, I’m guessing), still hasn’t found The One.

Further proof that us singletons aren’t alone…we’ve got Ke$ha on our side.

“It was my past life, a beautiful time, drunk off of nothing but each other ’til the sunrise.” —Ke$ha, The Harold Song


Posted on December 5, 2013, in The Squeeze and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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