The Monster Ball.

(I totally should have blogged about this way earlier, but better late than never.)

On Sunday, July 11th,

I attended Lady Gaga's Monster Ball in Toronto.

Best. Musical. Experience. EVER.

There we are on the far left.

I attended with my mom and my cousin. We had VIP Floor Tickets so we were standing right in front; practically a perfect view, until she got to the catwalk, where we only saw her ass.


Everyone should attend a Lady Gaga concert at least once in their lifetimes. I say this confidently because I caught my mom smiling, dancing, and singing along to the lyrics many times throughout the night (and she wasn't too excited about going because she thought she'd be attending a "satanic porn show", but later on told me she thought it was in fact "very decent" in regards to the suggestiveness).

The show has a storyline with elements from Wizard of Oz and her own past in New York. Her and her friends are trying to find their way to the Monster Ball and must overcome a set of obstacles to make it to their final destination. There's music, dialogue, as well as some personal talk from Lady Gaga to the audience and her Little Monsters.

Before we start with the tsunami of kick-ass pictures, I'm just going to let you know that I didn't take these. While I enjoyed my time yelling, dancing, and watching Gaga, my lovely mother took all the pictures for me. And they turned out DAMN GOOD too.

When doors opened, Gaga's good friend from New York was DJing. Lady Starlight used to Go-Go Dance with Gaga before she was famous; they wore indian headdresses, lit hairspray on fire, and danced to heavy metal tracks. Starlight was so energetic, and girl got good taste in music! She was spinning classic rock records on vinyl--yup, vinyl, not some electronic DJ crap.

Then came the opening act: Semi Precious Weapons. Also friends of Gaga from New York, these glam rockers are on a mission to bring Rock N Roll back. Justin Tranter spat champagne at the crowd!

And then, at 9:00,

there she was: Gaga in all her glamorous glory.

She started the show off with a track she only performs live: Glitter and Grease.

Her ass was so close, I felt like I could grab it.

She was looking at me around this time 8D

Now I should probably let you know what I was doing while all this took place. Well, each time she came around to my side of the stage and took a glance at me, I gave her the middle finger. Yup, that's right, I flipped my idol off. Why? I don't really know. But I think it has something to do with the fact that she has a fascination of her own with flipping people off, so I decided to give it back to her, I suppose. I was secretly hoping she'd give the finger back to me, but that never happened. (Although, she did glare at me a few times, and even pointed at me!)

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New Domain + New Photos!

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Moving on...

My partner, Fatty Feliux, and I did a little photo shoot last Friday. You see, she's in a Yearbook class, and every week they have photo contests--this week, the photo entry needed to be a self portrait. Fatty wanted to look a little glammed up for the photo, so she kindly asked me to do her makeup.

Clearly we took it further than just being a "little glammed up."

Bless her for going through with this, rather than a simple makeup job, because I know so many people who would have never had the courage to take on this image in a self portrait. It really does take a lot. And besides, I think the purple, fairy-like, glittery skin suits her!

When you limit yourself and give into your fears you poison your creativity. Don't ever let that happen to you!

"Don't pay any attention to what they say; just measure it in inches."

- Andy Warhol

More shoots to come in the future! We love to collaborate; Fatty is a great photographer with ideas that shoot out like instant Polaroids and I love to be creative in every which way possible!

Hope you guys like the photos, we're both proud of the results. They were taken with her Canon 350D.

P.S. If you're wondering who won the weekly photo contest...it was Fatty herself!

MindBoggles#1.

It drives us. It makes us more determined to beat someone. It's evil, and can usually turn to become flat out vile. It's sometimes a pain. A grudge. A ticking bomb waiting to explode. It makes you want to scream. Want to stop. It sometimes deludes you. Changes your way of thinking. Should I play fair? Or dirty. Do I really want this for myself? Does the other person want it more than I do? Am I really worth it? CAN I beat them? My country depends on me. My team depends on me. My family depends on me. My coach, my friends. But do I depend on myself?

What does it take to be an Olympian? Do you have to be mentally stable as well as physically? Could you really face your countries wrath if you lose? Or if you win, their ever-so-elated hugs and congratulations? Could you take the fame that comes with a win, or the scrutiny that comes with a loss? Would you, after 4 years of intense practice, grueling 7 hour days, and injuries unknown to the typical, be able to run through your event easily? Or will it be hard. Will all the thoughts running through your head make you screw up, or victorious? Will the weight of your country on your shoulders make you more determined to come out on top, or will you fall to the bottom.

The 21st Olympic Winter games are sadly coming to a close, and in less than 1 hour the fate of the Canadian hockey team will be put on the line. Will they beat Team USA in the game of the year? Or will they once again, fall too short.

Darlings, I give you..

Who, might you ask, is this scruffy bon bon? Well, to answer your question, its Dave Franco. Younger brother of the notoriously known evil villian in Spiderman played by James Franco. He's in the new issue of Details mag (One of my favourite magazines ever, as they seem to have drool-material photos). So pick it up on Newstands and lovely bookstores across the NA!

Oh, by the way readers, Nedda and I currently reside in Canada, therefore we spell things the Canadian way... with unnecessary "u"s. I thought I'd warn you from now.

For the detail oriented ones here, we've put up a new header, with the ever so clever "Mustart" logo. We spent out Friday night dressing up an obnoxiously yellow mustard bottle because we want this blog to work out. SO...If you read this blog, and happen to like it, then what harm will it do ya to follow or possible advertise us on your own blog? We're likely to do the same (I swear, we don't bite).

Today's Monday, so we're going to do a "Music Monday" thing, kind of like the twitter craze. Except here at Mustart, Justin Bieber doesn't trend.

So the song for today....

EGO- The Saturdays
I'm sure we all know someone with a big.. uh-huh, EGO.

Like a Virgin

Oh, stop being so dirty minded! Welcome to Mustart, where we squeeze the goods into your system and hopefully it stays there. We're two obnoxiously talented teenagers who want to blog about fashion, life, art, and everything in between. I'm Fatma, and my sidekicks name is Nedda.

Seriously though, we'd actually want to keep this blog going. We've got to get settled in for now, get a nice template going(thats the Tech-Detailed Maria's job) and stuff like that. For the first couple of weeks, we'd probably be blogging more to ourselves than actual readers.. but we won't fret, we shall keep bloggin until readers come flocking through like ostriches (Do ostriches fly..?)

Nedda will do her best to help ensure that you all hear our roaring voices through the blogs we post. And I shall do my best to not annoy her about colour schemes being purple.

That is all for now.
This is not the last of us!
Fatma and Nedda
P.S: First picture is of the new Burberry Spring Line 2010. Love that trenchcoat... not so much the malnourished model.
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