I mean, I assume we all do – he’s soooooo dreamy – but one probably shouldn’t proclaim one’s desires in national magazines. It seems slightly… disrespectful. But Azealia being Azealia, that’s just what she said in this week’s Billboard cover story. “He’s so fine,” she told the magazine. “Those big-ass white teeth and ears hanging off his head? I’m like, ‘Oh my god, I want to fuck the president.’”
What other kind of guys does she go for?
“I love security guards. They’re these big meathead bald white guys with blue eyes. I want a really smart man, who has a lot of silly jokes and stuff. I have to tone it down if I want to get that.”
Of her daily routine she says:
“I drink, I smoke weed, I don’t really bathe. I might go off and masturbate and talk to myself in the mirror for hours. It’s a sort of psychosis. I work during witching hours, 3 a.m., 4 a.m., when the dead writers, the failed writers and the failed musicians who are dead are roaming around.”
She’s growing on me. I kinda like her now. Anyway, check out the whole article here.