I’m SO bored. You heard me correctly and I’m standing my ground. After watching you sit through the American Music Awards this year, sweeping the nation with your trophy grabbing album ‘Speak Now’, I couldn’t help but wonder: haven’t I seen all of this before? You know what I’m talking about, honey pie. The side pony-tail? Check. The body-hugging, gold dress? Check. That “I’m genuinely shocked!” award acceptance? You owe me a Kit Kat Bar, because I’m in dire need of a break. You haven’t got me fooled with earnest “humble bee” act; you may have stung Kanye’s career, but I’m taking my chances. “I ended up writing the record by myself, so the fact that you would honor it this way, you have no idea what this means to me,” you say, with your convincing guffaw and smirky grin. I believe you, I believe you’re a hard worker and you’re still momma’s little angel. Why not bestow all of us a shake up with your image and play us a little harder? There was just something far too familiar in your this year, like we’ve seen in every public appearance you have had since your debut. I’m bored, your fans aren’t, but America may eventually get there.
With that, I give you your familiar looks that graced thousands of screens across America.
The proof is in the pudding, Tay Tay.