Lana Del Rey: Don’t Judge Me, Hotel Doorlady!

Songstress Lana Del Soul (or Rey, but I typed “soul” by accident and it stuck) was photographed leaving her hotel room on Thursday in this white see-through getup, polka dot skirt and all.

It was not her outfit that struck me as hilarious, because she wears that midriff-exposing retro outfit daily, but the look on the hotel worker’s face, behind her.

She is giving Lana the third degree shitface, the third world pinkeye stinkeye. And what is she perturbed by in particular?

The outfit? The attention she received from a few fans? Her attitude? Lack of tip?

Maybe she has a long-standing obsession with Axl Rose, and is plotting an assassination?

I can’t mistake the look for admiration, it’s definitely some kind of disgust. If only I could interview this woman. I’ll never know. But feel free to caption.