Well, just when you thought she couldn't get trashier, Britney Spears out-does herself. Who IN THEIR RIGHT MIND willfully enters a public restroom (clearly labeled women, men and handicapped -- can you even imagine how high the probability of missing-the-toilet-bowl error is in that restroom?!) in their BARE FEET! Now, I've been grossed out by the occasional picture of Britney barefoot on the street (getting flowers, running to her car) but the actual thought of bare human feet touching a urine-stained floor is just way too much for me. I think I'd rather touch the floor at City Club with my finger than touch a public restroom floor with anything
Salon.com has posted an excellent article on Britney's descent into the toilet, as it were. The blame is placed squarely on Kevin Federline's tattooed shoulders. I can't say that I disagree.
And even though I don't know her, have never met her, and was late to her fame party to begin with, I want to do a stranger intervention. I want to take this young woman aside and say, Britney? Get. A. Prenup. Do not let this guy take half your money, along with your heart and your self-respect. Preserve what you can get out of what happened to you as a kid: your bank account, at least. It's not that I think she should stop seeing him or anything. Let her have her fun, get her heart broken. I want to tell her that I get it, I really do. He makes her feel good about herself in a way that doesn't require 2,000 sit-ups a day, powerful in a way that isn't about selling millions of records. She told People magazine that she'd "kissed a lot of frogs" before finding "her prince." And I understand that it must feel that way, especially after that protracted video-for-video shootout and devastating breakup with Justin Timberlake.I mean sure, she was doing stupid things before she met Kevin (taking up smoking, in my opinion, was the start of all of this mess -- and we cannot forget that she was married before to Jason Whateverhisnamewas) but she wasn't as trashy as she has been since hooking up with Mr. Backup Dancer. It seems clear to most people that she is acting out against a life that was crafted for her by other people. Now that she has some semblance of personal control she is grasping at the first thing that looks solid. It's sad that to her that is what Kevin represents. She *so* just needs to say no:
I've said it before and I'll say it again, I miss the old Britney. Right around the time that Oops! ... I Did It Again came out she was in her prime. Still young and cute but getting a tad bit racy. She was "still a virgin" and madly in love with Justin. It was a kindler, gentler Brit-Brit. Compare the glamorous Britney to the one we're stuck with now:
::Sigh:: It's sad to see what's become of her. I know she's just like any normal human being (well, when she's wearing shoes) but there is no reason for her to just implode to the point of ruin. I really hope she gets her shizz straight and soon. I'd hate for her to become a sad rock-n-roll statistic.