A Christmas Story

It’s been hard for me lately to hold my tongue lately about Clay Aiken. Watching him rise from country hillbilly to fashion bumpkin on American Idol and nearly win the competition was an admitted guilty pleasure, and watching him evolve from hick to, uh, slick, has been a different kind of voyeuristic experience.

Clay’s descent into divadom looks to wreak havoc on his reputation and career. A recent outburst at a New Jersey school where he “sicced security goons on a student who snapped a photo during rehearsal” and displayed un-idol-like qualities has put the focus on him and all aspects of his entourage.

Prying eyes are probably the last thing that Clay wants, particularly when they’re drawn to a very special Claymate named John who keeps showing up at his tours.

Today, ClayArjan points us to a Marshall Fields Christmas window display, where Clay has been placed kissing and waking and wooing the frozen princess Snow White. These photos from flickr are enhanced by camera1’s hilarious captions…meant to be the dialog of Snow White:

“Where are the seven little men from the diamond mine?…I thought he was gay…Not that there’s anything wrong with that, you know, whatever. He broke that bitch’s spell, so it’s all good. After this window gig is over I’m going to have the Queer Eye guys pull an intervention on his hair, though.”

In light of Clay’s recent explosions and alleged adoring fan, Snow White might want to watch her back. The wicked queen may be closer than she thinks.

Clay Aiken & Snow White flickr photostream.


  1. RRR says

    people should think a bit before any intervention and consider programming in the first place. i wouldn’t have considered from other content that you would be taken up in voyeuristic proclivities to bother. they’re a tad boring — the man hunt was a sleepy way to pass the time. merry christmas andy.

  2. JOHN says

    RRR, wt the hell are you talking abt?

    Andy, wt’s the mailing address on the NJ school? I, and several other of us WeHo bros who can’t tolerate abuse of kids, can spare some bucks for the music program @ that school.

    How abt you, RRR?

  3. says

    Gah, I’m so very sick of Clay. Kim Locke should have won, but that’s another ball-o-wax.

    As a fellow North Carolinian (and resident of the area in which he blossomed as a performer), I have to be proud of our native son for the media frenzy he’s inspired.

    But as a marketing maven, the cover of his new album is atrocious and he should fire that team instead of lashing out at some student (who probably took a better photo of him). whilst in NYC and seeing the posters EVERYWHERE I wondered aloud to the passerby as to WhoTF was that bloated, blued and pockmarked buffoon in the window.

    it is for to sigh.