Let’s be entirely honest with ourselves, babes. No one obsesses over Madonna in a psychologically healthy way. You don’t casually “like” Her Madgesty. You either spent twenty years screaming at dinner parties that American Life was an anti-capitalist masterclass, or you’re currently pretending you didn’t legally blind yourself trying to glue Swarovski crystals onto a thrifted purple leotard in 2005. There is no middle ground. There never … Continue reading Madonna’s Confessions 2: The Return of the Queen, the Club, and Our Collective Delusion