Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Our "Glee" Merchandise Wish List

With the recent news of Naya Rivera's solo album, it got us thinking... what do we want to see from the rest of the "Glee" cast? Well, we thought about it and here we go...

If Mark Salling and Matthew Morrison can have solo albums, we'll clearly take one from Lea Michele, Darren Criss and Jonathan Groff, as well. Preferably ones that don't have songs called "Mary Poppins" ... just sayin.

Chord Overstreet - If you could just pose for Playgirl, we won't ask anything else from you ever again. (Not even the RETWEET we so often beg for...) We're not asking you to sing, not asking you to start your own fashion line... just take off those Mother F'ing clothes.

What we'd REALLY like from "Glee" is a workout/hip-hop DVD starring Heather Morris and Harry Shum, Jr. ....preferably in character. Because what would be a better workout that laughing at Brittany's clueless one-liners as we're doing ab rolls? Answer: Nothing. The lack of this DVD's existence is the reason we're still fat.

And what do we want from Chris Colfer? Well, for starters, we want him off of "Glee." Which would mean there's room for a charming, young gay boy... (Insert SEXY TRASH here). Again... just sayin.

Finally, a "Glee" solo album worth listening to!

Well, it's official: everyone's favorite cheerleading lesbian bitch is finally getting more than a few Amy Winehouse songs & snappy one-liners.

That's correct. News broke last night on Perez Hilton that "Glee" star, Naya Rivera, would begin recording her own album this summer. Let's hope it's better than Mark Salling's flop of an album...

Her voice is definitely one of the better female voices on the show and her character is argueably the best on the show. (Brittany fans, don't get crazy... we still like her, we just love Santana.)

And while we hated Matthew Morrison's original song appearing in the finale, we'd be more than okay with a whole episode dedicated to Naya's album. Because, let's be serious - we'll love Santana until the day we die. Or until "Glee" ends and our fickle minds find a new bitchy cheerleader to fall in love with.