How Far You've Fallen, Britney

The other night, we were watching the We channel - Women's Entertainment. There was a huge series of shows about the current English monarchy, the House of Windsor. Mainly Charles, William and Harry, post-Diana. Charles and Camilla had their own flick (Charles and Camilla: Whatever Love Means - Yeah, that's a title that conjures up grand thoughts about destiny and good things coming to those who wait). But the previous two specials focused mainly on William and Harry and how they coped in the wake of their mother's death. William is such a good looking young man. Rowr! I almost feel halfway dirty looking at him because he's so handsome. That said, I recalled that years ago, Britney Spears said she wanted to marry Prince William. Granted, with his looks and stature, who wouldn't? There was even a reference to her in the movie about Wills and Harry - Harry gave him a Britney CD. But the real point is this - she's gone from aspiring to Prince William to scuzzing with Kevin Federline. I mean, Justin Timberlake wasn't bad-looking and has a lot more class than her trailer trash hubby. But hey, it must be true love... Ugh. What a contrast, eh? I mean, really.

or kLaSsY. Way to go, Britney. How far you've fallen, indeed. Your prenup was an act of love.