Aren’t you tired of celebrities who claim that they are not—nor do they wish to be—role models? Apparently they’re giving themselves license to do whatever they choose, no matter how self-destructive. They refuse to see that everyone is an example of something.
Case in point: Christina Aguilera. O-M-G has she ever let herself go? Just look at her.
According to US Magazine, “A source tells Britain’s Daily Mail that ‘it’s bizarre Christina has put on so much weight as she’s been doing lots of dancing and high energy work for Burlesque [out in November]. The whole movie is choreography and she was very active so I’m surprised she’s piled on the pounds so quickly.’”
Did I wake up in an alternate universe this morning? “Piled on the pounds”? “So much weight?” Give me a flippin’ break. If all women looked like Christina looks right now, health care costs in this country would plummet. Reduced diabetes, reduced heart disease, reduced strokes…need I go on?
Of course, the Daily Mail’s source is not revealed, but US snippily posted, “It was a startling contrast from the singer’s svelte figure a few months ago.” Right. Now she’s a blimp. Somebody put some ropes on that girl, we need her for the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade!
It’s not the superficial values that get me (they got me a long time ago), it’s the vapidity of journalism. It hasn’t been that long since articles were written fretting about how anorexic Aguilera looked. Is the current journalistic motto “write anything”? (Of course, that’s not all bad, I got to write this.)