Did I Just Get Called a Whore?

I was talking about music with somebody and I was saying that I have horrible taste. I’m a total popular radio play music person. I know, it’s sad, but this is the case. I was listing examples of the horrendous music that I enjoy which of course includes Britney Spears.

I love Brit! I was smitten with her since the first time I saw the Hit Me Baby One More Time music video on Total Request Live in my freshman year of college. I think she is tops! I love every version of Britney: wholesome girl next door Britney, sex kitten Britney, off the rails in bad wigs Britney. She is a delight.

So the person responded, “Oh, wow, that’s really not like your personality. I mean her later stuff, but not her early music.” So I thought about this and realized, well in the beginning Britney was a sweet, cutesy gal  singing, “Sometimes I run, sometimes I hide” and “From the bottom of my broken heart.” And later on Britney well, she was sort of slutty. I think we all recall the likes of the “I’m a Slave 4 U” era. Based on this person’s feedback, I’m kind of a whore, at least that’s what I realized after the fact.

I wish! I wish I was a whore, even in my prime I was a solid level slut, but never whore status. I find it comical that I give off whore vibes. I think I’m most like shaving my own weave off my head Britney, you know the sort of fall off, chunky period of “Gimme More” un-medicated lunacy.

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