I'm starting to think all this "I am Sasha Fierce, hear me roar" is having an adverse effect on fans, stans, and everything outside of & in between. For those of you who do not know, I looove Beyonce and I have from the moment "No No No" dropped with the original Destiny's Chil'en. My best friend was a hater for years and somehow MusicWorld/Columbia's marketing plan went out to snatch the haters, and they caught Sabreen right in the heart. (Now she's a bigger stan than me!)
We love her because she's fearless, she's bad, and she just can't do any wrong. But I despise her for these same reasons. When's the last time we saw homegirl in sneakers? Does she work out in heels? Or is paparazzi not allowed around when she's got on S dots... I mean come on! Pick your nose or show a hair track, hell laugh and snort for a second...do something! So far the most natural Beyonce moment of the year has been performing for the Obamas. I was hoping she'd ball right on camera but damn it, she still ONLY got a little choked up. I wanna see some human emotion and spontaneity now Beyonce, NOW!
She used to do these things during Destiny's Child '99 (before they got all pop on us). She couldn't help but OBVIOUSLY be the frontrunner, bossing - AHEM, I mean motivating - people around with her country accent. But now she is slim, prim and proper and leaving the "snap in a Z formation" attitude at home.
I am, however, not surprised that Beyonce is as successful as she is. The machine started 20 years ago and excellence takes practice, sacrifice, and determination. I love Bee for that...she stops at nothing...again and again and again. And when she breaks down one wall, she builds 10 more she's gotta climb. So in no way am I dismissing Beyonce's work ethic, hunger, or drive.
Wait...you thought Kelly and Michelle's stage falls were bad and then WHAM...POP....BOOM... of course, Beyonce even falls and bounces back up like a superstar!
I can't front...I love this girl!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
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