An Open Letter

Dear Britney,

I have loved you since you crooned your first "Oh baby baby" on Hit Me Baby One More Time. I was with you through your red latex wearing phase, your cooky facial expressions and your "y'alls". I even went to the theater to see you in Crossroads and later bought the DVD. I have all of your CDs and still listen to some of them. I cheered for you and Justin and thought you were America's Sweethearts. I have continued to stick up for you through all of your troubles.

When you and Justin broke up, supposedly because you cheated, I thought it couldn't be true. There had to be a misunderstanding because you were such a sweet girl and you and Justin were so in love. Then you kissed Madonna at the VMAs. Everybody protested that you were white trash but I thought you were smart and were just trying to keep people guessing about what you'd do next. And, boy did you shock us.

Marrying some guy in Vegas out of the blue was nuts. Everybody thought (including me) that you had lost your mind. But, I forgave you for what I thought was a temporary, drunken indiscretion. I knew that it would blow over and you'd be back on top of the world when your new CD came out. You had already lost a lot of your fans but I stood by waiting for the next big hit. Your next CD did come out with some good songs on it but then you went and shocked us again. Not only by dating some gangsta wanna-be back up dancer who already had one and a half children but by marrying him.

Again, I tried to see the good in the situation. Maybe you and Kevin were truly in love and were meant to be. Maybe you two would live happily ever after while you put out new and great music on a regular basis and while he found a respectable, regular paying job. I watched your show Chaotic every week and managed to find some love and happiness in the midst of all the gross-out make out sessions and pot-head conversations.

I was a little skeptical when you announced your first pregnancy but when I saw you on the cover of People magazine with your new baby and your husband I thought you might be able to make the family thing and the music thing work together. You just needed to buckle down, get you butt back in shape and get in the studio to make some new music. Then you announced you were pregnant with number two, a mere three months after giving birth to the first one. These were trying times for me, Britney. I really had to try to hard to come up with nice things to think about you. But, again, I thought that maybe you could rebound from this huge detour in your career.

I saw a glimmer of hope when you announced you were divorcing your husband. Even as a 24-year-old single mother of two I thought you'd be able to break free of the drama that surrounded your marriage and start the comeback I had been anxiously awaiting for the last three years.

Who would've known that out of you and Kevin that YOU were the crazy one? I was shocked by your behavior over the last year. The partying, the drug allegations, the vagina flashings.... then you went way off the deep end and shaved your head, checked into-out of-and back into rehab again. With every headline grabbing move you made I thought you had hit rock bottom. I thought it definitely couldn't get any worse than it was at that particular moment but it always seemed to. I have really lost my faith in you amid allegations of child and animal abuse, all the partying and bad decisions, your crazy freaking hair and clothing choices, and your general attitude. You've alienated your family and fans and come off like a lunatic in interviews.

I've heard several of your new songs online and, while they're not horrible, they're not great either. I was waiting for some videos to come out because that's usually where you shine. Tonight, though, was your biggest chance at a comeback thus far. The VMAs. A stage where you usually blow the crowd away with your sexy costumes, your great choreography, and the ability to shock people. The world waiting with baited breath for you to open the show and prove to us all that you've still got it.

Well I'm sorry to say that, Britney, you blew it. You looked awful in that sequined hot-pants and bra combo, your hair extensions were just as ratty as ever, those blue contacts aren't doing anything for you and it looked like you did your own makeup. But above how terrible you looked, the performance was equally as bad. It was obviously unrehearsed because more than once you look like you forgot the words to your own song and forgot the dance moves that went along with it. You were not "in" to your performance at all and seemed as if you were just practicing. It was bad. The shots to the crowd proved that no one there was impressed either. It was a big old mess. I hope you saved some of the money from your glory days because you're going to need it.

I have given up on you Britney. I don't think there is any hope left for you professionally. I hope you are able to turn your life around though so your little boys will have a mother. It's really a shame. You had so much potential but you threw it all away.

Sincerely,
Your former fan

P.S. Sarah Silverman is not funny either and had no right to talk shit about your children. Kids are off limits! It's not their fault they have the parents they do. Leave them alone!