And thank God for that. I mean, when she married Jason Alexander, did she even have a ring? I don’t think so. And then, later, when she married Kevin Federline, she was probably too busy looking at the selection of morphine lollipops and Colt 45 in her pantry. I’m sure, in that case, she probably didn’t even realize she had a ring until the divorce was finalized. This engagement? She knows, guys. She’s aware of it, on board with it, and she’s actually even Tweeting about it. This would probably not only confirm that she realizes what a ring on her finger means, but she’s showing it to us so that we, too understand the impact and reality of what’s happening right now, and that kind of impact? GOES DEEP. Check it out:
See, in recent photos, Britney’s been lucid, excited, and showing some actual, focused emotion in her normally dead eyes. She looks healthy and happy and like she’s finally starting to resemble a real person, not a poor, misunderstood shell of a child forced into show business by parents who wanted to make a quick buck off of her and their other kids – a shell of a child who finally cracked after twenty years of doing what everyone told her to do and acting how everyone told her to act. It’s come full circle, and I think Britney’s honestly starting to come into her own (whatever that may be, really) and if that meant having to go through the dark, vine-choked jungle of minor insanity in order to emerge from the other side victorious and with a ring from a normal dude, then really, who are we to judge? She’s done her time and she’s looking well, so I think we should really try our best to not bring her down. It’s not like she’s this bloated, washed up alcoholic who makes out with her boyfriend in public all of the time and spends all of her hard-earned singing money on Pina Coladas so that she can’t even afford a back-up pair of cheap, thin black leggings.
We can always look to the bright side in that case, can’t we?