Well, it’s Grammy season and you know what that means. Time to leave your boyfriend at home and take a girlfriend as your date to the Grammys. Or at least that’s what it means to Katy Perry. She is leaving John Mayer behind and taking new best friend Allison Williams.
Apparently Allison is over the moon about her Sunday night plans. She told Anderson Cooper:
I am going to the Grammys and Katy Perry is my date. She’s the hottest date. She’s a friend of mine and she’s nominated as she should be. I can’t wait to go. Obviously she’s awesome. She’s the best.
Now, I have no idea if these two have been secretly palling around and getting fro-yo together when no one was watching. But this date to the Grammys seems weird to me. It reminds me of pledging a sorority when you had to spend quality time with a bunch of different sisters, so you’d end up with random coffee dates and happy hour drinks and walks in the garden. Except my eating S’mores at Cosi is their trip to the Grammys.
I hate to say this, but my big question is… why? It is true that Allison’s boyfriend Ricky Van Veen is good friends with John Mayer. But Katy and Allison don’t seem particularly tight. I base this solely on the above quote where Allison describes Katy as “a friend of mine.” It seems so… I don’t know, blah.
You say things like “she’s a friend of mine” when you are in mid-gossip sesh and someone talks about someone you feel uncomfortable talking about. You don’t defend her of course, you just let everyone know you won’t be contributing anything for the next two minutes. Or you say “she’s a friend of mine” when you’re talking about work people and you have to identify the ones you’d rather have lunch with. It’s a far cry from “we’re like sisters” or “she’s a good friend of mine.”
We also can’t ignore the fact that Allison and John were hanging out not that long ago. So is this Katy just closing the gap? Keeping her friends close and potential enemies closer? Propositioning Allison to be their third?
My guess is that this Grammy date is one of those semi-forced bonding experiences between the women who are dating best friends. We’ve all done it. You’re at a wedding with your boyfriend, his best friend is there and they’ve got an early tee time that will take them well into the afternoon. So you make plans to get lunch and have your nails done with his best friend’s girlfriend.
She’s fun enough for a one-day thing, but soon she starts to seem a little weird. But you want to be nice, so you find yourself agreeing to things like “Someday I want a puggle.” And “I love polka-dots and monograms.” That couldn’t be farther from the truth, but it’s easier to agree than not.
Next thing you know she’s signing you up for her Lily Pulitzer Fan Club e-mails and on the inside you’re screaming “I’m a girl who likes to wear black all the time!” but on the outside you have to keep a smile on your face and oh god Katy and Allison I fear for you I really do!
I am expecting the worst because that’s easier than being let down. I hope Katy and Allison have a great time. I hope that if Katy wins, Allison gives her a good squeezey hug, not one of those limp ones. I hope they get a little tipsy together. I hope they share a bathroom stall and some lip gloss. In short, I hope there are fireworks.