Stylish with Substance

It took me a while to think of how I should communicate this properly, if I could or should at all.

This post is about last weekend's MTV Movie Awards' thank-you speech by Miley Cyrus - or rather, her appearance. (There is actually more to be said regarding her nutty speech, itself, but might need go un-worded to us who are adults.)

I'll form it in the classic blog-letter style, because Miley's the one who needs help, and that's how we "do".

Dear Ms. Cyrus,

Take a note from your alter-ego character and realize you need some real life and childhood. I'm not even really all that upset by your dress, yes it is mature, but not in a tarty way.

And your make-up, it's too much. Teenagers love dark eyes or heavy liner, even though heavy make-up is for adults, if anyone (and actually it should be for no one). So yes, I know it's a teen thing, but all teens, honey, want to grow up too fast. And mob mentality is usually wrong.

But I'm mostly writing about your obviously tired eyes. You need more rest.

Perhaps being two people is seriously too much. I don't know if you actually produce more product or perform longer concerts. I'm just not your demographic so I do not follow you But something is making you look older. By many years.

Please take care of yourself, girl. And enjoy that dear puppy, too.

With concern, your elder,
Ella

P.S. If you are seriously interested in fashion or want to be taken seriously, avoid Wal-Mart like the plague. Or like you might avoid your parents.

(P.S. to readers, the Jonas Brothers put out a line of ... sweater vests??? ... There are no communicable words.)

(P.P.S. to readers. I knew Max Azria was not so hot, that story's proof.)

Photo credit: E!