Kelly Clarkson – she of the live singing and no gayness – is happily engaged to fiancé Brandon Blackstock and they’re in the midst of planning their dream wedding. My dream wedding is the one that doesn’t exist because weddings are lame, but I’m sure Brelly (that’s what I’m calling Kelly/Brandon – deal with it) are gonna throw a banger.
This story isn’t about weddings, though – not really. It’s more about the fact that Kelly Clarkson is lucky enough to not have to wear a bra 24/7 (I wish!) and was flowing free (and wearing Uggs!) the day her boo proposed in December.
Relaxing at their Nashville home together in December, Clarkson recalls, “Out of nowhere I just said, ‘Thanks for being an awesome guy.’ I’ve never been loved properly by a man, and I was just like, ‘I thank you so much for that.’ ”
What she didn’t realize was that Blackstock, 36, was about to propose. “Not a damn clue!” she says. “If I did I would have worn something besides Uggs and a sweatshirt with no bra.”
First of all, girl, I’m torn about this because really, you don’t need to thank a man for loving you. I get that it’s a wonderful feeling and I’m damn thankful on a daily basis for the love I receive, but thanking your partner implies that they’re doing you a favour. Then again, I’m sure I’ve done the same thing and I wasn’t wearing Uggs, so maybe she’s got a point.
I kid! We love Kelly – she’s one of the most earnest pop singers with next to no pretense and a seemingly great sense of humour – and we wish her the best of luck.