You can always rely on Rihanna to turn up at the Met Gala and literally swamp everyone else with her spicy outfit. NO ONE COMPARES. Get in the bin, Beyonce – no one needs you here. Out of the way, Madonna and Sarah Jessica Parker. Lol, Rita Ora? Are you kidding me? Just turn your cab around and return home.
This year, Rihanna once again stuck to the theme (HOW do so many people not get that the Met Gala has a theme every year. It happens EVERY. YEAR. Get it together and add some zest to that borza princess gown ffs). 2018 is ‘Heavenly Bodies‘ and Rihanna just went straight to “bow down and worship me bitches” with this Pope getup.
DAMN, SON. Fuck me UP with that holy royalty bullshitttttt babey! Serving up that religious deity REALNESS!
Let’s look closer at that Pope hat thing (what the fuck are those called? Surely not “The Pope Hat”. “Here comes your holy Popeiness in his… Pope hat).
RIP me, I’m dead and Rihanna has blessed me into the afterlife which is just me, on a dance floor, doing my terrible white-girl twerk to ‘S & M‘.
