I guess I understand the need to feel young and fresh and, well, eternal, but the new trend in pop culture is bordering on prepubescent obsession.
We've gone from fawning over the adorableness of little actresses like Dakota Fanning and the girl from "Little Miss Sunshine," and entered this new world of baby-faced idolization.
Between J-Beibz, Willow Smith (WHO WE LOOOOVE) and the sudden wave of pre-teen acts that are following them, I wonder if this represents the digression of the pop-idol or if it's just a sign that I'm just getting that f@#king old.
I mean, these kids' songs are about as hit-or-miss as Lindsey Lohan's acting career.
Need an example?
Hit.
I'm sorry, Mindless Behavior. What were those lyrics?! (if you don't know what I'm talking about you need to be clicking the damn links. duh.)"A hundred forty characters is more than enough."
Is it?!! Is it more than enough?!? Or is it too freaking much? Because the general populous doesn't want to know about your textual relations with your 6th grade lovah.
Strange how 30 is the new 20, 11 is the new 18 and Betty White is the new Bad Ass.
I swear, I'd love to make some sort of sarcastic remark about how these baby-faced starlets unchanged diapers are somehow responsible for the two-day massive poop cloud over Columbia a few weeks back (I'm still not over it), but it turns out it was just a bunch of chicken shit.
