Why would Spears, with money and style professionals at her disposal, greet a television crew looking so terribly two-bit? In the world of celebrities, physical perfection - or the appearance of it - is a requirement of the job.īut Spears wore her do-it-yourself raggedness with rigorous intent. Her tears were dislodging her false eyelashes. All the while, the gum continued to smack and crackle in her mouth. She was being pulled down by the pop culture undertow.
Focus, focus, focus! A young woman was weeping. Her hair looked over-bleached and uncombed. Her lips appeared to be slathered with Bonne Bell lip smackers. Her cheeks looked as though they had been smudged with cherry soda. Pearlized eye shadow was caked on her lids. One came close to forgetting that she had encouraged the attention with her provocative videos, snake-charming stage performance, open-mouthed Madonna-kissing, 15-minute marriage, grotesquely narcissistic reality show and second husband known for displaying the tawdry, laconic demeanor of a pimp on weed.īut it was hard to concentrate on Spears's call for a cease-fire. Her pleas were reasonable and tugged at the heart. (He recently exchanged his cornrows and sweats for a slacker haircut and sport coat, seemingly under the impression that it was time to stop pretending to be Snoop Dogg.)ĭuring the "Dateline" interview, Spears tearfully implored the paparazzi to leave her alone. The rumor mill churns that her marriage to Kevin Federline is on the skids. There have been myriad unflattering shots of her munching Cheetos and making disheveled Starbucks runs. Photographers snapped her while she was driving with her infant son on her lap she was videotaped nearly dropping him after stumbling on a New York street. Spears agreed to the interview ostensibly to improve her image, which has been battered by the media. The pop singer's golden glow of stardom had been dimming, but this was the moment when it dropped below the horizon. It's hard to recall the last time someone as famous as Spears - without any accompanying substance-abuse rumors - appeared so startlingly, slovenly wretched. Spears fidgeted, blathered and wept through the interview last week and one couldn't help but gape in amazement at her astonishing aesthetic meltdown. Pregnancy cleavage can be a beautiful development, but serving up one's bosom like melons at a picnic is aggressively self-indulgent, enormously distracting and, unless you're auditioning for a spread in Penthouse, unnecessarily vulgar. Instead of making a statement about the sexiness of impending motherhood, it suggests that the mother-to-be appears to be unfamiliar with the usefulness of a full-length mirror and the term "ho-gear." It is also best not to wear a denim miniskirt so short that when seated it practically disappears beneath the protuberance of one's pregnant belly, producing an image that is more gynecological than fashionable. One surefire way to nick one's public image is to go on national television chomping open-mouthed like a shill for Bubblicious. The Britney Spears interview on NBC's "Dateline" offered several lessons worth noting, the most significant of which is to remove large wads of gum from one's mouth before engaging in a conversation. Britney Dresses for a Backyard Pity Party '"> Email Bio Follow June 23, 2006
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