Oh sweetie. Please, no.
You start making that little duck-lip expression, and you look like an Olsen twin. We don’t need that, Precious. It seems harmless, I know, a little celebrity bershon. “I’m too cool for this carpet” pursed lips. Pouting your way past your Disney image.
But next thing you know, you’re dressing like a couture hobo, dealing with an eating disorder, and Heath Ledger, bless him, is dead in your apartment. It’s not “The Best of Both Worlds.” Just be you. Or Hannah Montana. But not an Olsen twin.
I’m so glad we had this talk.
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