Love me Hate me is a story about Icons. As long as humanity exists, people are becoming icons. Take Madonna for example. An icon in religion. She’s light skinned with blonde hair. Her dress is light blue with white. However when we go back in years, we see different paintings of Madonna where she wears dark blue or even red ones. We even see a painting where her hair is dark brown. Paintings created by people with a different color reference and approach.The question that arises, do people really know their icons? Or are icons what people envision an icon should look like?Nowadays artists such as postars are icons too. They have fans and they have haters. It’s understandable why people are fan, but why do people hate? Do they know this artist in person or is it the image? Artists became icons, but do their fans and haters really know them?