Lady GaGa storms London, leaves pants at home

My inner 14-year-old adores Lady GaGa. I find myself humming "Poker Face" more than I care to admit. I also love the fact that she's always trotting out some kind of nutty outfit. But there is such a thing as trying too hard, such as this... well, I don't really know what to call it. Here she is today in London. Can we all join for a chorus of "Paparazzi," please?