Jan.24.2008 One of Britney’s personalities is a great host
I’m sure this is going to be everywhere within minutes, but still, this kind of crazy bitchery must be adequately addressed here too. A charming story of Britney Spears and the paparazzi.
Just before midnight on Jan. 19, Britney Spears popped open several bottles of champagne inside her Beverly Hills mansion. The occasion? She’d just invited six members of the paparazzi into her home for a party.
The stunned photographers were asked to leave their cameras outside, but otherwise to enjoy themselves. And enjoy themselves they did! The group, accompanied by Brit’s friend Sam Lutfi, drank, smoked, ate leftovers from the fridge and laughed for about two hours as Amy Winehouse played in the background.
Then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the party came to a screeching halt. “Britney went into her bedroom and came out in a different pair of jeans and her pink wig,” one of the photogs tells OK!. “Her eyes went wide and she was yelling, ‘How the f**k did you get in here? Get the f**k out! Sam, get them out! Why are they eating my food? Get them out!’”
Britney’s complete 180-degree turn was shocking, even to the most hardened of the paparazzi. “One person walked into that bedroom, someone else walked out,” one of the photographers tells OK!. “It was scary.”
I know it’s “cool” to blame Britney Spears and her multiple personality disorder, but maybe we need to start digging a bit deeper. I’m calling you out, wigmakers of America. I think it’s that pink wig’s fault. Chemicals oozing into her head that make her go crazy. That’s easily as logical as anything else going on in her life. Maybe the wig is actually an alien that’s taken control of her body. Damn you wig, damn you to hell.
If she is legitimately crazy, it might be nice if she did more to differentiate each character though. Maybe give them elaborate backgrounds and names. Like a waitress who’s down on her luck since her abusive boyfriend left her and a Swedish masseuse who always wanted to be a ballerina, but never could manage the coordination required for such a career. Even figments of your imagination need lives.
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