So, after one day and thanks to the delirium bought on by lack of sleep/ Cheetos, I am back firmly at the helm of the Britney Spears bandwagon. WTF? I hear you ask. Well, I was briefly swayed by the delights of James Franco, but you all know by know that my heart will always belong to Britney ‘I hate her, but I am so obsessed with her, that the only way to make the madness stop is kill myself dead, really hard in the face’ Spears [Website – Amy Grindhouse].
These images are from “I’m So Sad” Spears’ performance on Good Morning America (click to watch). The singer mimed along to ‘Circus’ and then stopped bobbing up and down out-of-sync with the music long enough to snarf down some of my uppers laced Cheeto-flavour birthday cake. Ha! Psyche! I want to live in a world where Britney Spears takes uppers, about as much as I want to take out my frappe drip and replace it with the drink of beelzebub, Ice Cucumber Pepsi.
Seems that rather than attempt to perform, Spears took to holding in her stomach for four minutes, like some kind of be-weaved 50’s silver screen siren. Let the gut hang out Cheeto. You’re damn near 30 and a mother of two children. No one is expecting you to have a stomach as flat as my chest! That is what Spanx are for. Get yourself to the holiday sales and pick up a MooMoo Carey sized pack. I hear they are half-off!
[IMAGE CREDIT: Splash News Online]
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