In the Substack app for you this week: an ongoing Barbie chat. A bonus newsletter for the paid list, since I was on vacation last week: “Gwyneth Should Meet The Aliens.”
Azealia Banks, devoted Hung Up readers will recall, is always either radically right or radically wrong. There is no in between, no middle ground, no kinda-sorta. Her faucet of truth never runs just lukewarm. Don’t let her eye of Sauron touch you — she read Matty Healy so thoroughly that even Taylor Swift recognized he had to be dumped pronto.
This week Banks turned her attention to her fellow LaGuardia High School album Nicki Minaj. (“In the name of LaGuardia,” Banks even demands, and fellow barb and LaGuardia alum Timothée Chalamet’s ears perked up.) What exactly is the going on with House Minaj these days? The Queen’s career is in a state of disrepai…
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