I LURVE Britney Spears. At any age. 18, 21, 25. I don't care what you think. She is thebomb.com! I say all this to say that the media are FUCKING CRAZY, son.
I don't even know where to begin. I want to begin with the picture, but I don't want that crap on my blog, so here it goes:
The world is burning to the ground. That is just too damn far.
WHO WEARS SHORT SKIRTS AND WHITE PANTIES WHEN THEY'RE HEAVILY ON THEIR PERIOD......???
I think this is also a fair question. But enough is enough. I could blame Britney here, but I don't. I blame the paps. Because they also take pictures like this:
I'm not going to play her and waste everyone's time by pretending I think what's happening in that picture is insane. I mean it definitely is gross, but it's more careless. It happens (not since I've been grown, though.). I have specific panties that I wear on the 2nd and 3rd day in case this happens stored way in the back of my drawer. And then the rest of the days I'm wearing black ones just in case.
Beyond that, I feel terrible for her. This is someone's MOTHER. Can you imagine? Pictures of your mom out for everyone to see like this? If this was anyone else we'd act like it was a mistake that we should have sympathy for them for. I'm not excusing her behavior. I'm just saying we've all been Britney Spears. I've had a bad breakup and then went and overexaggerated the greatness of my life to prove to whoever (at the time, I was thinking it was him) that I'd moved on. I've tried to make rebound boy into my husband. I've played the pretend-to-be-crazy to get my ex-boyfriend's attention card. And really, if I had access to her facilities, I definitely would've went to a motherfucker's house with an umbrella for his ass. Sue me, I make $700,000K + a month and I don't do shit. YOU GON PAY.
Even when I wasn't having personal issues, I've been Britney Spears. Three summers ago, Stef and I used to leave the house looking ridiculous running some "quick errand" all the time. Stef would have her headwrap on, her grey scoop neck shirt (that really could be dressed up if paired with the right pants), the shortest yellow (or green...or pink...or whatever was left that I hadn't stolen) shorts that you've ever seen, ugg boots, a piece of tape stuck to her mouth--her license in her back pocket, carrying a cellphone, keys, a huge styrofoam cup full of her LaBamba uptownish-drink (that lasts her all day, she'll tell you) and a wallet in her hands. Then I'd be right behind her with my drunken master bun, a tank top, sofies, a shoe with a heal on it and a big ass shiny purse. We'd go throbbing down the street in her little ghetto Corolla with the black tint on the windows, rims on the tires, the thump in the trunk and way-cool-guy-looking lights looking absolutely crazy.
And don't let it be cold outside. We'll wear a scarf as a shirt on your ass (or maybe that's just me...). Just for no reason. We will come out the woodwork with some outfits (I love us.). Just whatever is laying around. Doesn't matter whose it is (although it's most often Stef's ;)). Black leggings + brown boots + tank top + ...that's enough to form the point I'm trying to get across.
But don't get me wrong, if I was being stalked by the paparazzi, I'd get fly on their asses all the time. But if they were following me like they follow her, there would definitely be times when they'd catch me slipping. And then I'd just get annoyed and say to myself "girl bye, I am not bout to change my clothes and put on no makeup to go to no Starbucks," which is probably similar to how it all began. She saw how much attention it got her--so she exaggerated it.
The media needs to lay off. The chick has problems. Do you know how messed up you have to be to have your kids taken away from you? Nancy Grace said it best "you've got to be dressed in nothing but a thong and platform heals, lying on the courthouse steps shooting up heroine." Britney is on real drugs. She is mentally ill. No one in their right mind would live their lives this way. But she's not stupid. I don't believe for a second that she's as dumb as they try to make her to be. This "Finalpixx" company that has show up out of no where with all these "exclusive" pics? Yea.
The other day I saw some photographer yell "you're hot!" to her, and she responded something like "you're mean, because you're being sarcastic." So because she's aware of what's happening, and still doesn't give a crap, everyone needs to see that they need to leave crazy to her own devices. We don't need to see this. We don't need to know that she uses a gas station bathroom everytime she leaves the house. She will literally do anything to have ALL the attention. Literally. Anything. I couldn't believe that whole stand-off crap she pulled the night Obama won Iowa. Coincidence?
That would be wild if it turned out Britney had it in with the government 50 years from now.
Because I feel this way, I know that I should stop giving it an audience. But I can't help it. I can't look away. I don't know how to end this. The end.
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