Friday, August 14, 2009

An Open Letter To Miley Cyrus (and her parents)...

Ok, Miley. Your little pole dancing routine at the Teen Choice Awards, NOT COOL. You think you get a pass because your parents have had you paying their bills for a long time and won't to say no to their little money tree, but you don't get a pass. I don't have a little girl, so it really makes no difference to me, but I do have a young son and you have been banned in my house for a long time and always will be. Ever since your Vanity Fair photo shoot last year, I knew neither you nor your parents had sound decision making abilities. Pretty much every thing you do and wear is inappropriate for someone your age who is, God knows why, a role model for young girls.

While I get that you are young and make mistakes, you don't have the luxury of people forgetting about it. And that's too bad, but it's the price you pay for the money you make.

I'm not sure if you've ever heard of a few girls called Lindsay Lohan, Britney Spears, or Mischa Barton, but those girls are hot messes, and it appears to be where you're headed.

It's time for you to get it together and it's time for your parents to be your parents. Enough is enough, Billy Ray. You can sing your Achy Breaky Heart out and let your little girl be a little girl. One that doesn't writhe on stage, dance on poles, make fun of Asians, and do risque photo shoots. And if she does, maybe if she goes away for a while, no one will care.

1 comment:

Annie said...

Love this true! I think she could be headed straight for Britneyville if she doesn't watch out. And the worst part is that her dad knows first hand what that business is like. Too bad.