It’s like if Gwen Stefani, Cyndi Lauper and The Doors had a drunken orgy.
You’re like that traveling clown who goes around to children’s parties and makes balloon animals, except you don’t make balloon animals, and it’s for adults.
Girl, you is a hot pink mess!
Where am I? What is this?
Did I just drop, like, 10 hits of acid by touching your business card?
You are truly the Doyenne of Fun Rock.
You’re like the young, sexy, sassy version of Wavy Gravy.
You know what I like about you Liz O? You just do whatever the f*** you want.