Poor Britney

I know the internet will be buzzing about this but I had to add my $0.02.

Last night I watched the VMAs. It was to have been Brit's "comeback" performance. What she's coming back from is beyond me as she's been in the news every day for ages. Anyway, she performed first last night. A special spot for awards show performers since it's before the dreaded halfway "falling asleep time" for any awards show for both kids and adults. Anyway, the results were... err... less than stellar.

She lip-synched. Not a problem if you are dancing your ass off and are winded. Unfortunately Britney danced like I would have. Like a middle-aged mother of 3. And since she's a quarter-aged mother of two, that's saying something.

She should have fired her stylist. Whoever that may have been put her in a sparkly bra and panty set, making her look like, well, a middle aged mother of three. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Truly. I live with my pudge every day. But I would never ever want to be seen in my undies by anyone let alone millions of people, no matter how sparkly.

She looked tired. So very tired. As tired as a... well, you know where I'm going with that. And unhappy. I just wanted to put a blanket around her, escort her off the stage, give her a nice big cup of tea and a motherly hug. She looked like she needed it. Poor little thing.

kxx