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    More bad news revealed about Lady Gaga's meat dress

    I say "more" because the dress itself was the first bad news, as conceptually ballsy as it was. All the tendons and meat mashed up at the bust line, the meat tassels behind, the ragged edges down by the soles of her shoes, they were bad news. So now there's more bad news. E! Online just found out what the designer -- let's just imagine him, Franc Fernandez, for a second sewing this costume together in a rocking chair with his reading glasses on -- plans to do with the dress. Fernandez told them, "The dress will go through a process where it becomes a sort of 'jerky and will be archived.'"

    For real. The gown will be remembered forever(ish) but will we remember what the Lady meant by it?

    A totally kooky dress doesn't need an explanation, and I didn't really buy hers. In case you missed it, on the Ellen show just after the MTV Video Music Awards her statement was this: "If we don't stand up for what we believe in, if we don't fight for our rights, pretty soon we're going to have as much rights as the meat on our bones." What she added just afterward seemed much more to the point. (It's often what people mumble that matters.) "And I'm not a piece of meat."

    OK but there's still a burning question:
    What's the dress supposed to mean once it's become beef jerky?

    For more:
    5 reasons why Lady Gaga's meat bikini is a bad idea
    Weird food combinations and obsessions
    Trend report: MTV Video Music Awards

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