While I generally like/appreciate Lady Gaga’s style, this granny-panty-clad Cosmo cover does nothing for me. The nude color washes her out, and overall the effect is boring. I guess Gaga could do the whole strap-on thing for Cosmo, but she could have tried to make the styling a little less “meh”. The additional Cosmo photos are even worse – she looks like Madonna’s younger and more hardcore sister. Like, eerily Madge-esque, actually. Look at this photo of her:

MADGE! Noooo!! Anyhoodle, some interview excerpts have come out from Gaga’s April cover profile. Gaga talks about how hard she worked to get where she is (I’ll buy that) and how she had a boyfriend who wanted her to fail (a–hole):

There are tons of questions we want to ask Lady Gaga. After all, she’s one of the most fascinating music artists we’ve ever seen. And unlike most people who are given that title, she actually manages to live up to it—she’s a true artist—while still singing ultracatchy pop songs that make it impossible not to dance. She’s kind of a genius… but she’s also kind of bizarre. Who is she, really? We plan to find out.

But as we wait for her to meet us at a chic Las Vegas sushi restaurant, we’re completely preoccupied with the most obvious question of all: What the hell will she be wearing? That translucent bubble dress, a bra that shoots sparks, lingerie that oozes fake blood—Gaga never looks boring. In fact, we’d be shocked if she’s so much as touched a pair of sweat pants in her life.

Sadly, there are no pyrotechnics when we spot her strutting toward us in a pair of black shades, a skimpy bustier, and an impossibly tight vinyl miniskirt. Just as we realize we have no idea what to call her (though we bet “Stefani” will get us slapped), she stretches out a pale, delicate hand in our direction and declares “Gaga.” Of course.

We offer her a cocktail, but she has a soldout concert in a few hours, and she doesn’t want to drink before the show. Instead, she orders riceless sushi and dressingless salad. For Gaga, life is all about being in the spotlight… and why would she do anything to jeopardize that? “My friends joke that I’m dead until I get onstage,” she says. “I’m dead right now as you’re speaking to me.”

On her ex:
“I had a boyfriend who told me I’d never succeed, never be nominated for a Grammy, never have a hit song, and that he hoped I’d fail. I said to him, ‘Someday, when we’re not together, you won’t be able to order a cup of coffee a the f-cking deli without hearing or seeing me.'”

On her career:
“I ate sh-t for so long, being told I didn’t fit the mold and that I was ‘too pop’ or ‘too theater’…I’ve always been delusionally ambitious to the point where people don’t understand me.”

On her love of the spotlight:
“My friends joke that I’m dead until I get onstage. I’m dead right now as you’re speaking to me.”

[From Cosmopolitan and HuffPo]

Yeah, the interview sounds a little meh. I’d like to hear Gaga’s thoughts on Johnny Weir, personally. I bet she loves him.

In other Gaga news, Fashion Week Daily has the Armani’s sketches for Gaga’s Grammy outfits, and let’s say the drawings are prettier than what she actually ended up in. Also, Life & Style is reporting that Gaga had some kind “meltdown” when she was in London, only not really. Apparently, she was just said that her friend Alexander McQueen had committed suicide, but their source says: “she didn’t really leave her dressing room… She looked so skinny… She was overheard telling a girl how exhausted she was and that she didn’t know if she was in the mood to celebrate.” And this is a meltdown how?

Cosmo cover and additional photos courtesy of HuffPo and Cosmo online.