I can’t possibly be the only that sees just normal sneakers.

If there was no tag and no one to tell you, how would you know those are game of thrones sneakers?

“Eat Burger King ironically......because you cant eat it for the taste.”

Oh, look, Thomas Kinkade ate a hamburger.

I was watching with my partner and another couple and well.....maybe this would be unsurprising to anybody observing this group, but the other woman and I were reeeeeeallly puzzled at Levine’s display and not feeling it at all. Like, I acknowledge intellectually that there are women who like that look, you apparently…

BTW... Kate, this is a good article. Timely, well thought out, informative. Thanks.

The reasonably attractive bit. He always looks like he’s bathed in grease, and his torso looks that greasy.

A friend of mine texted once the third quarter started and had this to say:

This game was the Super Bowl LIII halftime show of Super Bowls.

Prince’s Purple Rain at the Super Bowl? I still get chills:

Maybe I’m an old, but his tattoos look like a Terry Gilliam animation sequence from an episode of Monty Python’s Flying Circus, except not one of the good ones, one of the ones you start watching and wonder if you ever saw it before, or just saw it once and forgot about it. 

Those are not tough guy tats. Those are a textbook example of non-offensive, safe white-boy tattoos. They trigger the “omg what a tough guy” response in middle classers, especially suburbanites. They produce music that is exactly like them, milquetoast, and rely on a fanbase that doesn’t know any better to get people…

I imagine they’d be losing their minds no matter what he looked like. Because that’s a fit dad bod. Not take your shirt off during a national performance bod.

Built? That’s a bit generous. That’s a “good” dad bod. It screams dad bod. Which is perfectly fine but you need to be fucking ripped, enviously low body fat and fucking BUILT if you’re going to pull this shit while doing a performance that is limper than a spinach salad left in the rain.

Here’s what I don’t get. Maroon 5's music is about as edgy and challenging as a Fluffernutter sandwich with glass of 1% milk. And yet, this Levine wanker acts like he’s Mike Ness or Henry Rollins or something. Dangerous Mr. Tough guy hitting you with one feather after another. Pat Boone has harder music than this…

I’m like: Who’d perform at the Super Bowl these days? If there was ever a year to sit this shit out, it’s THIS ONE. So of course we get Adam Levine - who I don’t hate. But some self-awareness would be appreciated. Just, naw. Nope. No ma’am. “NO Ma’am!” in your best grandma voice. “Ain’t havin it!”

Women on my Facebook were losing their minds about how hot he looked. This seems very try-hard. Like there’s no way he got so caught up in his music that this wasn’t intentional. That bothers me more than his tattoos. If Madonna takes shit for trying too hard than so should he.

Adam Levine was low energy tonight and the show itself was choppy.

Seriously. It may or may not be the most important but there is no question that it is the BEST meal.