So this morning I woke up and I was graced with the excitement of back-to-back Britney Spears documentaries on television. Obviously I was pumped. I was born in 1992 and much of my childhood revolved around trying to be Britney Spears in all aspects of life (and the Olsen twins honestly) but mostly Brit Brit. I always felt connected to her since my parents were from Louisiana and since she was from Louisiana. Every summer we'd visit the south and I'd be like I am basically Britney Spears.
I always felt like I was the long lost sister to Jamie Lynn and Britney, and even their brother? Don't they have a brother? Who cares. I am about the same age as Jamie Lynn so I always felt more than just a distant connection to her. Zoey 101 was life until Jamie Lynn got knocked up. She recently threatened someone at the Hammond Pita Pit with a knife, which I can relate to on an even deeper level. Hammond is like 30 min away and I have spent about 10% of my young life at the local Pita Pit here in Baton Rouge (uncanny right, we're basically all related here #JordanSpears)
I remember sitting in my 1st grade class for show and tell and this boy brought his "...Baby One More Time" CD in to the class and I was so jealous (my first CD would be the Backstreet Boys "Millennium" CD a year later when I pouted until my mom bought it for me at Sams Club. I do remember getting the first Britney CD from a family friend later on though.) I found that boy (who shall not be named) on Facebook a few years ago and I'm 1,000% positive he's gay. Britney was a beacon for gay voices in 1st grade everywhere.
I remember setting up a camping tent in our living room to hide away in my little fortress/shrine to Britney Spears with a boombox, her latest CD, and a plethora of fluffy pillows and butterfly clips. I had a red pleather bodysuit that was obviously a knockoff of what she wore in the "Oops!...I Did it Again" video for one of my Barbie dolls, and I swear we bought it at the dollar store from one of those knockoff Barbie brands. I watched that video constantly. I still have yet to have the funds/body to attempt to pull off a red pleather bodysuit.
I remember I had gone to Wal Mart with a childhood friend and come home with a poster of Britney Spears with her midriff exposed bearing her dangly belly button ring (obviously an early rebellious move towards the establishment, AKA my parents. Just like the time I made my grandma bring me to Hot Topic so I could buy some knee high pink and black striped socks since my parents wouldn't let me go in that store) and was always like WHEN I GROW UP I'M GETTING A BELLY BUTTON RING. I'm 24 and far from a six pack so that dream never played out. I'm still on the hunt to find the photo used on that poster.
I also remember when Britney cut her hair short in the early 2000's. I was shocked and recall discussing my sentiments on the subject in detail with classmates in the bathroom at recess.
I also naively thought that even though she was a tween queen when I was in like 1st grade that I looked like her. I would gaze in the mirror and sing the words to "Lucky" but replace the name "Lucky" with "Jordan." You know those weird voicemail bits she had at the end of some of her songs where she was talking to her girlfriends about a boy? I imagined I was the friend on the other line. "Brit, you're kind of picky." Delusional, I know. But this shows how strong the power of her brand was on young girls like me.
In my early years, Britney Spears was literally everything to me (besides playing soccer at recess, wanting to grow up to be the quarterback of the Denver Broncos, and in my later years wanting to be Hilary Duff and then Avril Lavigne, but those childhood yearnings are not the point here)
Just watching the documentaries this morning sent a wave of nostalgia over me. It also made it so apparent that the 90's and early 2000's style relevancy is definitely in full swing right now. Everything B-rit was wearing in the late 90's is currently being sold at Urban Outfitters as we speak.
I've been aware of these trends for a while (I was legit so excited that tattoo chokers and platform tennis shoes made a comeback last year because that was like my ideal 3rd grade outfit) but seeing it all in moving picture on TV via Britney Spears flashback was inspiring. Even when she shaved her head and attacked the paparazzi with an umbrella, it was like a feminist fashion win because Britney Spears can do anything and still have a fanbase. She's had the most amazing comeback and now that I live in Louisiana I feel more confident now than ever that I'm destined to meet her. I stalked her mom on Facebook last week.
Anyways, here are some great snaps I found of her on the inter webs. As a photographer it's killing me to not know who took some of these to credit them properly. But I mean come on, it's Britney Spears and tracking down the original credit is near impossible (I swear I tried.) Just take it all in, because Britney is twangy and flawless and hot.
Anyways what I'm saying is that Britney Spears (still) slays. I never use that word because Beyonce killed it and ruined it for the rest of us. Britney over Beyonce always. Check out those outfits. Britney should run for president. She's literally just as qualified as Trump and wildly more popular. Lemme be a part of that campaign.