Lorde fans left in shock after receiving picture of her private parts on new vinyl cover for Virgin album
Lorde fans have been left in shock after seeing what appears to be a photograph of the singer's genitals on the cover of her new vinyl.
The singer, 28, had already raised eyebrows with her latest album's main artwork, which features an x-ray of her pelvis - inter-uterine device included.
However, the vinyl for Virgin - Lorde's fourth studio album and first since 2021's Solar Power - is even more explicit and features what appears to be her genitals beneath a pair of see-through plastic pants.
Taking to social media to express their shock, some fans worried about their family members potentially seeing the NSFW cover.
They shared on X/ Twitter: 'So the new Lorde vinyl just got delivered. I was not prepared for the insert'; 'lorde really got her cat out like that on her vinyl huh?';
'My Lorde vinyl is getting delivered to my parent's house I'm scared [sic].'
Others added: 'when you open your Virgin vinyl and see lordussy'; 'should've stayed curious abt the lorde vinyl'.
However, not everyone was so critical of the vinyl's artwork and others described it as 'beautiful' and far from being shocking.
'A lot of you are being very weird about the lorde vinyl cover… who tf cares if her lordeussy was out. It's just a body.';
'Wait... Is this the new album art from Lorde that everyone is talking about? It's a beautiful photo, and the entire vinyl package is, too, but come on, it barely shows anything. No need for all the discourse. 90's Madonna would kill you all [sic].'
Others said that the reaction to the vinyl was so extreme that they expected it to be a lot more explicit than it actually is.
'I really thought the lorde vinyl insert would be a lot worse than people are saying it is, you guys are kinda dramatic.'
The new album features several singles, including Man of the Year, which has already proven to be a viral hit.
Lorde described her latest album as 'gender broadening' and said it was inspired by her own 'coming into masculinity'.
The star, who uses she/her pronouns, told Rolling Stone that she is 'in the middle, gender-wise'.
Elaborating further to fellow singer Chappell Roan, Lorde said of her gender: 'I'm a woman except for the days when I'm a man.'
Lorde previously shocked fans when she debuted her new album artwork and its sexually suggestive title.
The jaw-dropping cover was an X-ray of what appeared to be her pelvic area, with her hip bones, belt buckle, and zipper visible.
But it was one particular detail in the X-ray that got fans talking - a T-shaped object that appeared to be an IUD (intrauterine device), a type of birth control that is placed in the uterus.
On her website, she claimed the album was written '100%' in blood.
Lorde said she was both 'proud and scared' of the upcoming project in an email sent to fans.
'The colour of the album is clear. Like bathwater, windows, ice, spit. Full transparency.
'The language is plain and unsentimental. The sounds are the same wherever possible.
'I was trying to see myself, all the way through. I was trying to make a document that reflected my femininity: raw, primal, innocent, elegant, openhearted, spiritual, masc.
'I'm proud and scared of this album. There's nowhere to hide. I believe the putting the deepest parts of ourselves to music is what sets us free.'
Lorde is one of the highest-selling New Zealand singers of all time and her 2013 song Royals reached number one in America, eventually being certified 14 times platinum.
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