I'll admit it. I've been slightly obsessed with Willow Smith's new single "Whip My Hair", the budding pop star's debut into the music industry. There's no doubt that Willow has just as much star potential as her "Karate Kid" brother (*cough* karate is Japanese, kung fu is Chinese *cough*), but what drew me to this addictive little tune was not only its fierce hair whipping ways, but also the video's definitive queer elements.
Willow Smith enters a drab world of monochromatic whiteness where she stands out as a technicolor wonder, where she promptly proceeds to spray the world in rainbow paint with her hair whipping goodness. The paint transforms the boring white-wash world of conformity into a hopping, fabulous, fierce, and funky place where tweens can werk it out with the best of the drag queens. Does this remind anyone else of a certain Michael Jackson themed ride at Disney World?