I'll let y'all in on a little secret:
I'm rooting for Britney Spears.
Yes, she's young. Yes, she's made some mistakes. Yes, she's country. Yes, she has questionable taste in men. But you know what? I've met Britney and she's really not a bad sort. She's kind, and friendly, with a good head on her shoulders underneath all that bleached hair. The paparazzi have pursued her mercilessly and exposed every single stumble as evidence that she is the worst person/mother/wife/hick ever. They've succeeded admirably in painting (and maintaining) an extremely unflattering picture of her.
But who among us hasn't gone to Vegas and done something colossally stupid? Who hasn't dated their share of "winners"? What new mother hasn't done something that, when frozen in time, would make her appear to be completely unfit for the job?
Most of us have the luxury of making our mistakes and then slinking away to mull them over / eat our weight in Ben & Jerry's in privacy. Not so for Britney who was flung into the spotlight with little or no preparation and who continues to live there, under the strongest of magnifying glasses.
Besides, I love to root for the underdog. It would give me great pleasure to see news coverage of the blow-out party that's thrown to celebrate her twenty-fifth anniversary with Mr. Popozao.
After watching her interview with Matt Lauer tonight, I can safely say that I have identified the root of ALL Britney's problems: her publicist needs to be shot fired.
If Britney's whole point in doing this interview was to prove (among other things) that she's not a redneck, who in the holy hell let 6-months-pregnant Britney get on national television wearing a short denim skirt with a sheer low-cut tank top and chunky heeled flip-flops? With hair & make-up by Noxzema Jackson? Chewing GUM no less? I was so distracted by the clevage and the gum smacking that I could barely pay attention to what she was saying and I'm on her side.
Nothing proves the case for a good publicist more than Tom Cruise. He may have been the most powerful celebrity in Hollywood last year, but that was before he fired Pat Kingsley and started all the TomKat / couch jumping / imaginary baby nonsense that has made his stock plummet. Clearly he's been insane all along, but under Kingsley's watchful eye the public never knew. It's possible that she may actually be a magician... who else could keep that much crazy out of the tabloids for so long?
Seriously Brit Brit, fire your publicist and call Pat. Tomorrow.
Thank GOD I didn't have the paparazzi following me around when I eloped to Vegas with a jackass. I see your point... and yeah, she definitely needs to get a new publicist. Maybe she could hire Lizzy Grubman, and then her PR chick would be in the tabloids more than her!
Posted by: Adri | June 15, 2006 at 10:43 PM
She should get herself a new stylist too. Geesh.
Posted by: Kathleen | June 16, 2006 at 08:27 AM
Fame's a bitch. I try not to root for those who are famous and in the public eye who complain. It comes with the territory. But yes, I agree with you, hire SOMEONE who knows how to put you in the media, or better yet, keep you out of the media. *sigh*
Posted by: Ninja Rad | June 16, 2006 at 09:23 AM
Yeah, I don't think she'll ever lose the Queen of the White Trash status in my eyes. How dumb do you have to be to drive with an infant in your lap? And to use the "well, my daddy did it" excuse? And God, the getup she had on. Like you said, it was awful. I didn't watch the damn interview but I've see plenty of screencaps today and read the relevant quotes.
Publicist or not, I don't see much changing. You can spray an entire can of Lysol over rotten chicken, but it still stinks. ha.
Posted by: Karl | June 16, 2006 at 01:48 PM
Ahhhh, I'm seeing the connection to the publicist now. :p
Posted by: suki | June 18, 2006 at 12:07 AM