Lea Michele’s girlfriends have been urging her to move on from Dead Cory Monteith. That’s what girlfriends do. Check out your own lady’s circle of friends, someday they will be convincing her to stop visiting your grave and to start sleeping with the guy down the hall. Think about that the next time one of them needs help with her car or moving furniture. Lea seems to have accepted their advice. She’s been spotted dating boys again, one of which will be the next unwitting bastard to accept her shrill mating call and seals his ungodly fate. However, tragedy still sells better than hope, so Lea continues to hawk her gloom in V Magazine:
She [Stevie Nicks] told me from the beginning that music is going to be my therapy, and at the time, I was like, ‘What the fuck are you talking about, Stevie Nicks? I don’t want to listen to music. I can’t do anything. But once you get out a little bit of the tunnel, when you slowly start to feel like you can be yourself a little bit, it does help. It’s so cool I have her number.
Powerful shit right there. A widow’s tale mixed with a celebrity name drop, that’s like crossing streams (RIP Harold Ramis). I think even Lea realizes her Dead Cory Monteith tales of survival are wearing thin, so she agreed to do a Terry Richardson revealing photoshoot for the magazine. She also agreed to feel totally awesome about herself:
My friends call me Grandma, but, like, Grandma’s killing it right now. I’m pretty sure Grandma nailed it in a half-naked Terry Richardson shoot, okay?
Nailed it indeed. I can’t help but think Dead Cory Monteith is looking down on you from above and desperately trying to shit on your head.
Photo Credit: V Magazine