The second Bad Bunny appeared at the Super Bowl LX halftime show, standing between the rows of grassy sugar cane in his all-cream football-pad inspired outfit and two-carat honey-desert diamond earring, and began rapping “Tití Me Preguntó” with all of the swag that he could muster, I started screaming. I screamed as he bopped past the coco frio station and the uncles/grandpas playing dominoes, and while he grabbed the (cherry?) piragua and ducked underneath the boxers, or when he stood atop the celeb casita. I did not stop screaming until I started choking up near the end. Importantly, I do not speak Spanish and did not understand a single word or lyric (except for the cameo from Lady Gaga), and it did not matter. Each stroke of symbolism and uplift of Puerto Rican culture communicated Bad Bunny’s complete command of the global stage, his love of country, his insistence on joy and ass-shaking, and his exuberance as protest in these dark days. The second the performance was over, I called VF contributor Michelle Ruiz, who was as moved as I was, and until 1 a.m., we worked on parsing what Bad Bunny’s lovefest meant. And speaking of love, there were a lot of celeb couples, old and new, in attendance (including the potential hard launch of Kim K. and Lewis Hamilton
