A few times now, I’ve mentioned offhand that whatever Amanda Bynes is going through right now reminds me of whatever Britney Spears went through immediately after shaving her head a few years ago. Adding that if Spears had access to things like Twitter at the time, she would have had an entire Instagram/ Twitter documenting her own breakdown too. Except it appears Bynes is really reading from the 2006-7 playbook that’s not even a real book–just some shapes drawn in crayon on toilet paper. Remember, Spears was so isolated she would spend evenings doing destructive things and invite paparazzi to watch because she was friendless, retinue-less, and desperate for the company. Well… Bynes is basically doing the same thing by inviting tabloid paps to her empty house (remember that Lindsay Lohan’s house was basically empty, also, for some time) to watch her do drugs and take meta-selfies. According to In Touch, Bynes is all bruised up and her house is barely-furnished and devoid of personalisation unless you count random drug paraphernalia everywhere. I can’t… full story here.
EDIT: Bynes ALREADY issued a rebuttal: ‘This ugly faced woman @JessicaFinnNYC is the one who bought fake photos of me & put that picture that looks nothing like me on the cover!’ She adds: ‘That’s not my bed! Those aren’t my toes! My toes are pedicured! I just did an exclusive interview with intouch last week, now they bought fake altered photos by that ugly black man in the photo or someone who knows him! They used an old shot of me on the cover with a bad angle of my old nose before I had surgery to reshape my profile and to remove the webbing from my eyes. I have to sue because that’s not my apartment, those aren’t my clothes! They morphed photos of my face onto someone’s body to ruin my life! I have to make a big deal of this and sue because that’s not me! I care about my appearance so I have to defend myself! I look like a different person now that I had surgery! Why did they put an old shot of me on the cover? I don’t look like that anymore! I only want photos of my gorgeous new nose on the cover of tabloids and real magazines! The photos in this issue are fake and mocked up! I don’t care enough to keep talking about it. Just assume that I f**ked the boyfriend of the editor of intouch because they f**king hate me!
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