can't we go back...?

You know what? My life was better when famous people were galavanting around not wearing undergarments. I recognize that this makes me sound like some sort of voyeuristic pervert, and I'm open to that message. I beleive—for what it's worth—that I'd rather that than the genuinely sad news about people's lives and families falling apart.

See, I've got a heart, folks!

I'd also like to briefly thank all of the men out there who have never made this fashion faux pas. Let's face it, naked man-parts flashed all over Perez, Superficial, and all the other cele-blogs out there would be just plain uncomfortable. To twenty-something divas, though, I say "give me more!"

Call me a softy, but I'd take those headlines in my Google Reader any day to replace the ones on Britney Spears's family falling apart, and Lindsay Lohan refusing to go to rehab, Lily Allen strung out and topless on balconies, and Stephanie Pratt getting a DUI.