Katy Perry may not garner as many pixels here at BS&BP as some of my other celebrity crushes, but that doesn’t mean she is any less deserving of my creepy, stalker-like tendencies.
Following my initial admission and subsequent dissection of crushitude toward Perry, I made note of her awesome anti-diva tendencies over this past summer. So far that’s really all the play she’s gotten here on the blog, two posts talking about how I think she’s hella-cool.
Well I come to you today with a similar message regarding her bad-assness. It turns out that Katy Perry is freakin’ awesome at birthday parties. Even better, she’s awesome at themed-birthday parties.
Two years ago, she tossed herself a Willy Wonka-themed paint party.
All her guests were asked to wear white. Then, they had a huge paint throwing party, completely covering themselves in neon-paint.
If that wasn’t cool enough, to play on the Willy Wonka portion of the theme, there were real Oompa Loompas, Wonka-inspired treats and a big ole vat of pink frosting.
Not only was this a cool concept that appears to have been a ton of fun, but Taylor Swift was there as well, thus proving that hotties of a feather, do—in fact—flock together.
Let’s take a look at some of the photo evidence of her awesomeness:
This year, she went ahead and rolled with a theme that’s near and dear to my heart.
That’s right, My Faithful Readers, Katy Perry threw a western-themed party!
I know, right?!
Now the guest list wasn’t quite as star-studded this time around (read: Taylor wasn’t there), but she did get to party with the likes of Anaa Faris, Chris Pratt, Topher Grace and JoJo.
What really caught my attention at this awesome party was her attempt to quasi-recreate a photo of mine from high school prom.
Peep this, y’all:
I think that this photo evidence pretty much confirms that she’s into me, right?
First thing’s first, let’s get this out of way.
Yes, I went to my senior prom as a cowboy…with a gun and a badge. You’re welcome. Lock that little info nugget away and save it for a rainy day. Back to the photo evidence.
On the left, you’ve got me and my lovely date, Rachel. I’m muggin’ it up and flauntin’ my pistol (not a euphemism) and Rachel is all-kinds of smiley and super excited despite the fact that her date for the evening looks like an ass.
On the right, you’ve got Katy and a Dolly Parton impersonator. Katy is muggin’ it up and flauntin’ her pistol and “Dolly” is all-kinds of smiley and super excited despite the fact that she’s a Dolly Parton impersonator.
So there you have it, Katy is sending me subtle messages via the paparazzi. Obviously.
Message received, Katy…message received.
For anyone who isn’t quite convinced that Katy is the bomb-diggity, you should know that Katy’s actual birthday was October 25th, the western-themed party was a belated thingity-thing.
Proving she’s even cooler than I’ve given her credit for thus far, she celebrated her actual birthday with a few friends at a movie theater in London by watching Ghostbusters on the big screen.
Seriously, how f’n cool is this chick?!